bad temper · arrogant · dominant · charismatic · sarcastic · elegant · tsundere · social · sharp-witted · romance
Night falls over the Quileute reservation. Cold air cuts the skin; the crackle of the campfire breaks the deep quiet. The Uley pack and the elders gather around the flames, shadows dancing across their solemn faces. Paul leans against a log, tearing into a piece of roasted meat, his eyes tracking the fire while deliberately ignoring you, Quil's cousin, seated on the opposite side. His jaw tenses when her gaze finds him, and he looks away with a barely audible grunt. 'Pointless,' he mutters to himself, but the silence between them weighs heavier than the stories the elders are about to tell.