Ok first of all…hi!

*Jacob rolls his eyes* Get to the point.

*I frown* Fine Jake. I don't own anyone, Stephanie Meyers does, lucky woman. Except Rorroh is mine!

*Rorroh hisses*Drat.

*I pout* Rorroh! We'll talk later.

Third POV

It was a gloomy morning. It was normal for Forks, Washington, but the gloom hung around without rain, as if waiting for the right moment.

A girl was stumbling through the woods, tripping here and there over roots and rocks. She clutched her hood on her head like it was a shield in war, in a weird way it was; a shield to stop a small battle for her life. She looked around her in fear and kept stumbling onward.

The girl wasn't afraid she was lost; she was scared to be found. She gripped the hood harder, afraid her ears would show through. Her cat ears. She covered her blue eyes in frustration. Having cat ears and fangs made anywhere she went a bad choice.

She stumbled again and didn't get up. She started to talk to herself, going over what had happened and hoping it would give her an idea for safety.

"Don't look back, Rorroh, it's done. Forward only, away from scientists, and everyone you knew; just look forward. Maybe constantly wearing hats and mouth guards is normal somewhere out there, yeah, right," she mumbled.

She heard a quiet crunch of leaves a distance away. Rorroh didn't know what it was, but it wasn't them. She'd gotten away from them a long time ago. Unless those scientists had put her picture over the news, which they wouldn't do if they wanted to have her all to their selves with no one in the way, she was pretty much safe.

Hearing the trees separate, she looked up. She froze and her breathe caught.

Jacob POV

I was doing what I usually did; I was running rounds in the woods, checking for vampires. The red head hadn't been seen in while, but you never know.

Come on, Jake. Sam said a little longer, a little while ago Seth thought we're good for today.

Nah, go ahead, Seth I responded I'll stop in a bit, just a little longer.

Okay, if you say so Seth sighed and then his thoughts were gone; changed back into a human.

I continued running. Thoughts flew through my head freely now that there were no other wolves sharing my head. Half of my thoughts were on Bella, half on her filthy bloodsucker boyfriend.

I know she loves the leech, but know Bella had to love me, in some other way at least.

Maybe she'd still pick me if—

I stopped; I smelled something. It wasn't vampire, but it wasn't fully human either. I slowly crept forward through the trees when I felt another presence in my head.

Hey, Jake. It was Paul. Sam says you need to— what is it? He stopped when he realized that I had found something. Jake, let me catch up.

I rolled my eyes, but came to a stop to wait. Curiosity beat Paul to me, and I crept forward again, a little quicker. I didn't recognize the scent, but it was at least part human. Ignoring the sound of Paul nagging me to stop, I broke through the last branches to find what I'd smelled. I realized going as a wolf would be stupid if it was a human. How would I explain that?

What? No, wait, not yet, Jake, don't— Paul was cut off as I phased.

Pulling my shorts back on, and happy that they were intact after the run, I brushed away the branches left in my way. I stopped and my breathing halted. I was looking into beautiful eyes the color of the ocean.