petrichor [rosalie hale] ✔

lxv. no threat

"The werewolves," Caius murmured, his eyes still fixated on Kiara's dark ones. She shuffled slightly beside Rosalie, the blonde's hand still gripping the fur around her shoulder for a form of  comfort. 

Bella turned her head, her eyes scanning across the wolves that bristled at the action. Kiara wasn't sure what she was doing but she had a feeling it was something to do with her trying to project her shield across them all. After a moment, there seemed to be a warm pause that came over Kiara, and she felt herself relax ever so slightly.

"Ah brother..."  Aro muttered back, his eyes still reeling from what Alice had shown him. He knew fine well the wolves could be a threat to their rule - especially after seeing what had become of their leader after being exposed to too much vampire venom. He held back a snarl as he noticed the corner of Edward's lips twitch from across the field as he picked up on the apprehension.

"Will you defend that alliance too?" Caius snapped, no idea what would become of him if they attacked the Cullen's and their allies. "The Children of the Moon have been our bitter enemies from the dawn of time. We have hunted them near extinction in Europe and Asia. Yet Carlisle encourages a familiar relationship with enormous infestation..."

Edward chuckled, interrupting Caius who spun to look around Alice and Jasper and instead turn to the vampire with a snarl on his lips.

"Something funny?"

"Caius, it's the middle of the day," Edward called out, holding his arms upwards and gesturing at the pale sky above them. "They are not Children of the Moon, and they have no relation to your enemies across the globe. Aro can tell you about it... if you don't believe me."

Kiara really wasn't sure what had gotten into Edward, but she wasn't complaining. She'd once thought that hell would freeze over before the wolves would ever be able to have an alliance with the man in front of them, but she was incredibly glad that he was proving her wrong yet again.

"Dear Caius," Aro hissed, almost as if he was embarrassed by his brother. "I would have warned you not to voice these thoughts in front of such a crowd, if you had only pre-warned me of them. These creatures are not werewolves, but rather... shape-shifters. The choice of their wolf form was mere incidental and genetic, in fact, it could have been a bear or a hawk or a panther when the first original transformation was made. They do not infect in the way that our enemies do."

Rosalie's fingers subconsciously loosened a little on Kiara's fur as she listened to Aro speak. She hadn't realised that Kiara could have been different had the elders not taken a wolf form, but from the awkward shuffles of the wolves around them, it appeared that this was news to them too. Maybe there was a benefit to actually paying attention to the elders' stories after all.

Kiara let out a soft growl, her eyes not leaving Caius. She could feel Rosalie slightly relax but she couldn't just yet. It wasn't over till they were safe and sound back home.

'Dude, this guy is wack.'

'Paul, shut up.'

The grey wolf snorted a little as Sam sent a huff in his direction, knowing that Kiara might have been his alpha but Sam had just as much authoritative aura that she did. He technically was her co-alpha after all - even if they all knew there truly only was one alpha in their combined pack.

"This wolf," Aro said, his eyes narrowing back in on Kiara, "and it's pack... they are of no danger to us."

As Aro finished his speech, a tense silence fell over the clearing. The vampires and wolves alike held their breaths, frozen in anticipation as they awaited Caius' response.

Alice and Edward shared slightly matching smirks, knowing fine well that Aro was lying through his teeth. He usually wasn't prone to actively lying to his coven, but there was one thing Aro was above all else: egotistically self-concerned. He'd seen what happened to him and his coven if faced against the wolves - especially Kiara. He didn't want that to become a possibility.