Hello all! I know you're probably thinking: "What happened to Destined for Immortality? Why aren't you updating that? Why are you starting a new story?" Well, to answer your questions in order; I'm taking a short break from Destined for Immortality. I've hit a spot and I need a small breather. And Ruby, my muse, found her way home this morning and instead of getting me all pumped for my other few ongoing stories, she brought home a new idea and this is it. I know it's a short beginning, but it's just explaining the new supernatural species Ruby came up with. Let me know if you like it, please. Oh! And this will be a Rosella pairing, with no Edward bashing (O.O Omg, no wonder it's going to snow...) The chapters will be in Bella's POV unless I put otherwise.

Disclaimer: I, IllegitimatePrincess, in no way, shape, or form own Twilight or any of its characters. That right belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

You probably know all about the supernatural world. I mean, it's all over Hollywood with traditional vampires, werewolves, shape-shifters, cold one vampires, wolf shifters that were made to kill the cold ones...however, I highly doubt you know what I am. I'm what we call a Spirit Animal because we shift into whatever animal our spirits relate to the most. Spirit Animals are nearly impossible to spot unless one tells you what they are. We don't give off a unique scent, we just smell more wild than a normal human. We don't lose our clothes when we shift, we can manipulate our size when shifted, we can partial shift, we're immortal unless we choose to stop shifting, and we heal very fast. When human, we have heightened senses, added strength over regular humans, we can run faster, and we have seemingly endless stamina. Spirit Animals also have the ability to turn someone into one of us with our blood. It has to be willingly given though. If not, it's just blood. If we're born or turned before the age of 18, then we keep aging until then...unless we have kids, then we age until we're 21 and more mature in order to properly care for them. Our kids take on a version of our animal, but with their own characteristics.

We travel in a group (pack/pride/flock/whatever you wanna call it) if our animal naturally travels in a group. For example, I'm a wolf so I've traveled with others for most of my life. My pack included Luna, my best friend and a lioness with deep brown eyes. Mariana and Marcos, the twin cheetahs with light brown eyes who I've thought of as my children since they first became part of the pack. Kato, our Alpha and a light grey wolf with icy blue eyes. Lyra, the Beta and a pure black panther with lime green eyes. Me, Isabella, a pure black wolf with sapphire eyes. My son Brandon, a black wolf with white tipped ears, a white tummy, white paws, and sapphire eyes like mine. And my daughter, Juliet, a cute little dark grey wolf with patches of white and black and icy blue eyes. Since I was the only female wolf in the pack, Kato tried to claim me as his soulmate. A soulmate in the Spirit Animal community is nothing to joke about. Your soulmate is the person that you were literally made for. No one can love you like your soulmate and you'll never feel complete without them. You can live without them, but once you have your soulmate, you won't ever want to. So for Kato to say I'm his soulmate when I'm not is a very big insult to me but since he's Alpha, no one said a word against him. Brandon was born a bastard because he's not Kato's, therefore he can't take over as Alpha. Juliet is Kato's, but she's a female so she can't take Alpha (stupid sexist laws). The Alpha makes the laws of the pack, so they differ depending on the Alpha.

Kato wants an heir, someone he could mold in an image he sees fit for the next Alpha and he doesn't care if he has to rape me to get one. Marcos once told him to just find another female wolf and Kato nearly ripped his throat out for speaking out of turn. He could always find another female wolf to produce an heir, but I'm a prize. An accomplishment. A conquest. He wants to break me and make me his. That leads to now. Me running away with Brandon and a 1 1/2 year old Juliet. It's been a year since I escaped and I'm now in Forks, Washington. I just hope my friend still lives here and is willing to help...

Does that pretty much cover it? If anyone has any questions, all you have to do is ask and I'll answer them. I'm almost done with Chapter 1, so I hope this story is enjoyable. It's a little different than what I'm used to writing because I mostly write fluff and stuff (it rhymes!), but I wanted to try something out of my comfort zone. Hasta luego mi pastelitos, good damn bye!