Chapter Five Him
When I woke up, the moon was far above my head, and the stars were there but they were very faint. The rocks and trees surrounded me like a cave, and I was curled on my stomach like a dog. The soft salty breeze moved my hair, and made the leaves whistle quietly. I rolled over, the moon felt nice on my face, kind of weird to say because the moon doesn't produce heat. I sat and watched as the white circle overhead revolved around the sky, and the stars danced the brilliance of theirselves across the vastness. Finally, I stood up and put everything back into the little canvas bag, one by one.
The walk back to my jeep was long, the sand stuck to my toes, and the water lapped at my ankles making it hard to walk in silence. I walked to the woods line, and took the short cut back to the tar. The sticks hurt my feet, let's just say that, and so did the rocky sand, and the prickle bushes. I turned right and saw the moonlight ahead, so I trudged on.
Once I got to the cement, I dropped my sandals and slipped my huge feet in them I dragged my soles across the rocky plaster til o got to my car, then I cracked the thing open and piled in. By now I was plenty awake, the night seemed almost like day. I started the engine, and scratched my leg, dried sand splattering the interior of the Jeep. I pulled out of park, wnd backed up slowly and took to the long route ahead of me.
His POV
I was following her smell. The very thing that I strived for, my mate. I jumped over large boulders and ducked under the largest branches, until her scent stopped. She had walked through the water. I gently followed the small foot marks that we're imprinted on the sand, and soon began to follow them at a full run, the excitement of the chase filling my blood, and the adrenaline coursing through my veins.
Ohh, who's 'he' ?? I thought I'd make the story more....enjoyable? Anyways keep on reading, and also tomorrow is Cinco De Mayo. Have fun, but don't drink, because drinking is bad. Also sorry about the short chapter, a larger one is coming at the end of the day:):)
-Me
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