Luna

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Are You A Fucking Bird?

*one month later*

It has been an entire month since my parents death.  

Time should have passed slowly and painstakingly. I knew if I were still a simple human that would have been my reality- minutes ticking by like hours, but I refused to sit back and sulk. 

I pushed myself to always keep moving, I knew if I sat with my thoughts for too long I would be a crumbling disaster- never to recuperate. Cole was evidence of this- he shut himself away from the pack. He stopped hanging out at Emily's house, only coming during the shift changes and then eventually missing out on his patrols all together. Whenever we needed to find him he was either at our old house- working on countless repairs or going on day long expeditions to track Carter. Leah was by his side, always showing her undying support, but I could see the wear that Cole's behavior was leaving on her- she looked just as forlorn and tired as my brother. 

I hadn't returned to my house since Paul and I went to get my clothes, but the pain that haunted me from that day was what kept me to push onward. I forced Paul to teach me how to fight, and when it wasn't Paul it was Jared, Embry, Jacob or Leah. 

The five of them were amazing trainers, each of them reminding me of new skills to add. In the beginning I was a bit of a klutz and uncoordinated with my new abilities. Embry had been teaching me how to successfully dodge attacks, but one time I hadn't moved quick enough and he nipped me in the shoulder. Needless to say Paul was not happy and it took a lot of convincing for the others to continue training me. 

Paul was not fully comfortable with the idea, but it did take strain off of all his duties. Sam and Adrien still haven't returned to La Push. We continue to get daily updates, but that is the only contact they give to reassure us they're still okay. Apparently Tyee Fox has not lived in South Dakota for years, despite telling his sister that. They were only able to find an abandoned farm house in his name, all personal remnants gone. 

Charlie had grown more suspicious of this in depth search the reservation was doing, but didn't question it as he continued to dig more into the ghost from my mom's past. He was still confident that Tyee was alive as no death certificate was found and there was a small paper trail on him and a car he bought two years ago. 

Despite the surrounding chaos in all of our lives, La Push gradually began to feel normal again. There was no doubt all of us could feel something severe was coming, but for the sake of our sanity, we were taking it one day and problem at a time. 

Paul didn't like me patrolling as much as the rest of the pack, so during the middle of the day I would be found training in the woods with someone- today was Jared. 

He was testing me to see if I had improved my blocking while being able to protect something at the same time as fighting him. As I was currently protecting a large evergreen tree, Jared pranced away from me to the opposite end of the clearing. 

With Jared's intention to charge at me, I braced myself. The humor disappeared from his eyes as within the next instant he was running at me full speed, clearing more than half of the distance. 

However, images began to flash in our minds. A few pack members were switching patrol shifts and had gotten close enough to us to link our minds. They were gone before I could register where they were, but I could tell Jared had gotten distracted by it.