BloodyPandaTears
In the forests outside Forks, there is a woman who walks without fear.
Penelope lives by instinct-eating when she's hungry, resting when she's tired, wandering where the trees allow. She does not belong to the world of vampires or wolves, and they do not belong to her.
But when she is seen-truly seen-by those who were never meant to notice her, the quiet balance of the forest begins to shift.
Some things are gentle.
Some things are old.
And some things were never meant to be claimed.