I do not own Twilight. I only own my OCs and the plot of this story.
~Mariaelena~
The wind howled in my ears as I rushed through the forest. Tree branches reached out to roughly caress my face as I leapt over rocks and fallen logs. A smile tugged at my painted lips as I leapt onto a low hanging tree branch, using my gifted to make more grow like limbed steps to the top. I could hear them clumsily crashing through the woods trying to find me. Pictured their noses to the air and earth trying to catch my scent, but I could blend when I wanted, and they would not find me unless I wanted them too. I resisted the urge to laugh as they paused underneath my tree. Wolves as tall as oaks and as big around pawed at the dirt, looking every which way but up. Though I suppose they had no way of knowing how to deal with me. I could tell that they were silently communicating with each other, confused, and I smiled.
"Are you looking for someone?" I asked as I jumped from my safety branch and onto the soft dirt below with a loud thud. The sound of their warning growls was music to my ears. I'd always loved a challenge.
"Come on, can't we all just get along?" I laughed as I slowly walked towards them. They bared their teeth at me, a confused determined look in their eyes. I raised an eyebrow as a large black wolf step forward in challenge. So they wanted to play?
"Let's play." I laughed before a dark silver wolf shot for me. I laughed as I dodged his attack, kicking out his back legs which sent him tumbling into a tree. I must admit, even as I was fighting with minimum power that I was impressed with the large wolves. They fought with determination and purpose, but I'd lived a warrior's life for more years than I care to admit, and knew they didn't stand a chance.
"If you've quite finished with this game. There is someone that I'm meant to meet. If you could kindly point me in the direction of the Cullens, I would much appreciate it." I huffed as I crossed my arms, smiling as they picked themselves up from the ground. Most working on shifting back to human.
"Why would we do that?" I once black wolf asked as he zipped up a paired of cut off jeans. Not bothering with a shirt, not that I blamed him, these guys had muscles to boot.
"I am already very late, and I need to speak with him about the child." I grunted. Nosey wolves always in other people's business.
"You stay away from them." He growled as the others filed in around him. I rolled my eyes at his macho attitude. This was all getting rather boring, and I had better things to do.
"If you aren't going to take me to the Cullens, run along. I am in no mood to fight more, not that I expect you could beat me, and I don't want to be late. It's very rude." I sighed as I pinched the bridge of me nose, trying to stay calm. I watched as they seemed to talk amongst themselves. Arguing as to whether or not I should trusted and other nonsensical stuff before they turned to me once more.
"Follow us." The leader spoke before they started off.
I raised an eyebrow as I looked up at the rather beautiful house that supposedly belonged to the Cullens. It was very open with lots of windows and a small garden in the back. I stopped when my guides stopped, at the edge of the woods, and wondered if my being here was such a good idea. I wasn't even a huge fan of the Cullens, but orders were orders.
"I'm sure they know that you're here. This is where we part." The black wolf leader rumbled before he turned and left. I rolled my eyes at his retreating back before I sighed to myself. This could turn out to be a complete disaster.