KPOV
Oo, a vampire, scary. I'm wetting myself. SARCASM I've had my fair share of vampires, they were old news: unless they were on my turf. Goldie eyes here needed to get out.
First saw her while me n' Charlotte n' Caleb were patrolling, she was hunting. Now were standing, face to face, (she looks as shocked as hell).
"Poor elk." Commented Charlotte, snickering. I smiled. Good ole Charlotte.
"Yeah. Poor fellow wont return to his wife n' kids. I bet they'll miss him." Caleb giggled and burrowed his face into my neck. I smiled at him. "Kestrel." I introduced myself politely, putting out my hand for her to shake; as a friendly gesture. She hesitated.
"Bella." She returned, slowly reaching for my hand, and shaking it slowly.
"Charlotte." She gave a small wave.
"And this," I said, gesturing to Caleb. "Is Caleb. Say hi to the nice vampire woman, sweetie." Bella noticeably tensed when I called her vampire. Caleb smiled.
"Hi, nice vampire lady." He managed to get out between erratic giggles. He was so cute.
"You saw me hunting." Said Bella, facing toward me. I sighed. It was always so serious with vampires. It was business this, business that.
"Yeah, you hunt mighty nice, miss vampire. Much nicer than that other one last month, what was his name, Aunty Kes?" Caleb piped up, looking at me.
"His name was Theo, sweetie," I informed him, looking into his hazel eyes. I winced. Just like his father. No. Don't think of that now. Maybe later. "And the reason his hunting wasn't so nice was 'cause he hunted humans, not animals."
"So he had to go." Snickered Charlotte, smiling evilly.
"B-but….You're human." Bella babbled stupidly, and I rolled my eyes, snorting.
"No." I said.
"Then what are you?" Charlotte answered.
"We're—" I cut her off.
"That really isn't important. I thought that we would have a little chat with you. You see, you're hunting on our land, and I don't like vampires hunting on my land. I don't like them even on my land, in general, really; same with those werewolves down in La Push. You can hunt in the east," I pointed towards the direction "there's plenty of stuff there for you to drain." I raised an eyebrow at her, expecting an answer.
"Why don't you come and meet my coven." I had to do a double take. Wow. Hadn't heard that one before; usually it was just 'why should I listen to you, human?' or 'I'll hunt wherever I want, weakling.' I glanced up to see the confused face of Charlotte, she was probably thinking the same thing I was. She glanced at me. I shrugged at her (well I tried, its hard to shrug while holding a baby) and raised my eyebrows. Translation: what the hell, why not.