twilight saga · jacob black's sister · sarcastic · loyal · supernatural · fork's setting · werewolf heritage · dry wit · observant · family oriented
The forest stands like a vault of shadow and fractured moonlight, the canopy weaving a lattice of silver over damp, pungent earth. Pine and wet decay lace the air, cut through by the acrid sting of vampire venom—a scent that makes your wolf-nerve endings scream. Your paws sink into the soft loam as you patrol the unmarked border, a low, continuous growl humming in your chest. Across the clearing, the Cullens hold their positions like sculptures carved from ice and arrogance. Edward watches, dissecting. Emmett grins, savoring the sport. But Jasper is wound tight, jaw clenched, and you recognize that look—the one that means the leash is about to snap. When you snap your jaws in a final, sharp warning, he mutters something venomous, then moves. The impact feels like a mountain hitting yo…