Ambrosia swan is Isabella swan's older sister by a couple months. She grew up on tales of men that turned into wolves and people that were as white as snow and fed off of blood. When bella decided they were both going home she was ecstatic.
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*Dream will be in italics*
Ambrosia's POV
**** "Callum, Peter, Lyra, Arden!" I called hearing the giggling of children as I placed my hands on my hips, my eyes there dark shade of brown as I listened to the wind around me, "
You four have 10 seconds before I go get papa," I stated firmly ,
"No! Mama don't get papa," lyra cried as she sped out of the forest attaching herself to my leg as she looked up at me with a toothy grin, the little girl hanging onto me was about the age of 6,
she had beautiful dirty blonde hair and muddy green eyes, she had Rosalie's dimple yet she had Edward's smile, Her nose was exactly like mine when I was little ,but her skin was a degree colder than it needed to be and she was missing her two front teeth.
I smiled softly at her as I pulled the small girl onto my hip, "Don't worry darling, I won't tell papa...as long as your brothers come out from wherever their hiding," I said loud enough for them to hear me,
"Tell me what?" I heard an all to familiar southern accent say and I turned around to see Jasper leaning against the door frame of a house I had never seen before, I looked down at the little girl on my hip seeing her looking at me with giant puppy eyes that reminded me of Emmett,
"Nothing my love just that the boys are hiding from me so they don't have to take their bath," I replied making Jasper laugh,
"they never learn do they," he quipped and I shook my head with a giggle,
"They're boys love, " I retorted as he stepped onto the porch,
"Arden, ,Peter, Callum, Front and center," he yelled and suddenly three little boys peaked around the corner of a tree,
"papa we don't want a bath," Peter said,
He was also around 6 years old, he had my hair yet his eyes were the hazel I had imagined Alice had when she was human, he had Emmett's boyish grin and Jasper's mischievous glint in his eyes, and his nose was perfect yet slightly crooked also like Jasper's.
