Cate walked with silent steps on the snowy ground, her hazel eyes calm. The breeze sifted through the trees above her, rattling the brittle branches. Snap! Cate's expression instantly resurfaced into focus. She looked around. A fox, she concluded, shrugging. But she stayed attuned to her surroundings as she continued to walk.
Jacob's black eyes watched the girl silently from behind hiding place- a wide pine tree. The girl was pretty, with long mahogany hair and pale skin. She resembed a girl he thought he knew almost to the point of strangeness…the wolf pushed the thought far behind him. He refocused on the girl. She was still walking, her features relaxing the farther she went. Jacob tensed, then flew to a tree close to her. He wasn't careless this time, and he was entirely silent, but he noticed the tension as it visibly changed her posture. He was unsure why he was so drawn to her…
Cate's skin prickled, and the glacier temperature of her insticts iced her sides in stabbing frigidness. She flew around, gasping. "Who's there?" Her voice cracked. The wolf froze, ready to run, but Jacob was fascinatedly irritated. How did she know he was there? The wolf's mind pulled at him, telling him to run, but Jacob was too interested. The wolf's jaw set, Jacob's eyes narrowed. His paw was in mid-air, trapped between the mind of wolf and man that Jacob had forced apart. Jacob, who was only wolf ever since…well, Jacob, who was ONLY wolf to protect himself from the pain, was only irritated with the limits this gave him. Stubborn, Jacob started to struggle through the barrier that kept his actions and thoughts- dominated by wolf. With a giant heave, Jacob resurfaced. Jacob was blank for a moment. Jacob's vision went black before a searing tearing ripped through his chest that he knew wasn't physical. The complexity of the human mind filled his head, and he, unused to it, sat stunned Thoughts that he'd pushed far, far away resurfaced. Bella…
Cate's ground slipped from under her, landing hard, when a howl tore through the forest. It was the most tortured sound she'd ever heard. She watched, her heart thudding uncontrollably nearly out of her chest, as a large red-brown creature came within ten feet of her, writhing in obvious pain. Cate's scream was locked in her chest, buried beneath thick layers of sheer terror and confusion. Her breath caught raggedly in her lungs when it's head swung around to her veiw, the giant wolf still writhing in torture she could imagine so terrible that tears filled her eyes. It's eyes met hers. They were black, blacker than any eyes she'd ever seen. He filled her with his pain, her eyes lost in bottomless pitts of black agony.