♦ 4. I'm Pathetic ♦
|Rosalie Burns|
April 5th, 2015
Earlier;
"Good luck Rose, we'll be right here in the sidelines if you need us, but I know you can do it."
"You don't need luck, it's those mongrels that do! I pity whoever crosses paths with you!"
"I know you got this in the bag Rose, we'll see you at the meet up in no time; okay?"
Three of the four boys each gave Rosalie a final piece of good luck, and a reassuring constrictor like hug, before each of them moved to their assigned sector. The only one who lingered was, of course, Jake.
Jake gripped Rosalie a little tighter as he relished in the feel of her body pressed tightly against his. His warmth and her warmth mingling together for a few sweet seconds. He savoured the intimate moment he had with her for another minute before he reluctantly pulled away. His emerald eyes bore intensely into her shining sapphire ones. There was a strong emotion present in both looks, but before either could dwell on it, Jake's head dipped forward and lips pressed softly against Rosalie's forehead.
"Stay safe, please? Promise me... If something were to happen to you..." Jake's sentence trailed off as his hands cupped her face, his thumbs gently caressing her cheeks. He didn't need to finish his sentence for her to understand his meaning. Rosalie smiled softly at her oldest and most precious friend, her one hand reaching foward to cup his right cheek in her own grip.
"You too Jake, come back to me in one piece; okay?"
"Always Rosie, always."
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3:27am
I slinked across the field with practiced silence. My footsteps were light and sure as I transferred from field to woods. My all black attire would prove useful as it camouflaged me in the deep shadows of the trees. We were on Lunar Eclipse territory now, had been for a while; my heightened senses could smell the wolf scent that covered the entire forest line. Oddly enough, the smell wasn't as horrid as one would think; it was actually... pretty nice.
I shook my head; what am I thinking? I needed to focus. The watch on my wrist indicated that there were four bodies circulating the area; my watch showed the thermal energy that bodies gave off. Wolves were easier to see since their body temperatures ran higher than the average person. I took the opportunity to climb up one of the trees in order to make a plan. Just as my foot hit the branch a howl broke from the distance and I knew that someone- a wolf- had been attacked. Well, that was quick. My best bet was that Jake or Mark had been the first to attack.
Another howl broke into the night, and this time it was much closer than before. I knew that wolf reinforces would be arriving at any moment. I crouched between the branches and watched as a small brown wolf jumped into the clearing, not even a moment after, a focused Cole closed in on her. I winced as Cole threw a dagger, but felt a small piece of relief as the wolf was able to dodge it.
As my eyes trailed its form, I noticed the wolf was significantly smaller than any male wolf I had seen. As I evaluated the wolf, I noticed the way it stood. By the way it took a slightly less dominant stance, its hackles weren't as raised as a male wolf's would be, I knew immediately this was a female wolf. In the wolf community females were always the submissive ones, yes a very hegemonic masculine way of thinking, but that just how the wolf community was run. The she-wolf growled and bared her teeth at my friend. Cole, not one to be frightened, only smirked as he aimed another dagger toward her panting figure.
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