GEROFF MEH!

"NO!" I snapped, glaring at the wolf in front of me with red fur and the blue eyes and the annoying bushy tail that kept swishing in resentment to my request. "Eat it!"

No.

"YES!"

No.

YES!

"You see, even Mei sided with me!" I kicked the block at him again.

No.

"Ohmygawd!" I sighed, sitting down on the floor which was wet with melting water. "Look! Even Peter ate his!"

My mother had decided to stay and watch the festivities.

Samuel said you should have some.

I'm going to kill him for coming upstairs and saying that in front of Ben.

"Yeah, well, unlike you I can hunt. GET YOUR FURRY ASS OVER TO THE BLOCK OF ICE AND EAT!"

"Porsche, you could just lock him in with it, eventually he'll eat." Mom reminded.

"No, I would leave but there'd still be an argument going on in my head! EAT!"

"Shut him out." She said simply.

"I can't I haven't quite got it figured out yet. It opens and closes itself as it pleases on my end." I pointed to the meat, raised an eyebrow, and stared Ben down. Eventually he wandered over to it. Of course, instead of eating it, he put his chin on it, laid down, and closed his eyes. "Bastard." I grumbled and spun around, walking out of the safe room downstairs and slamming the door before my mother opened it to get herself out and closed it gently behind her.

"I think you should go for a run." Mom followed me.

"Yeah…" I sighed, "You wanna come?"

She smiled.

"Sure."

And so soon enough we were rushing through the green of the woods with the rush of the chase in our ears. I liked the free feeling four legs and fur gave you when you were stressed.

I caughts myself a dashing good rabbit. Yup siree! I just caught it and ate it! I smiled when I saw the life leave its eyes and I was just glad my mother wasn't there at that exact moment because I'm sure I looked insane. I began to eat.

Something happened.

I spun around, my mother was fine, she was just trotting up with a quail. I couldn't smell anything suspicious.

Something is definitely not right in the world.

If someone else got kidnapped, I am not assisting. I got shot last two times. I'll admit, the first one wasn't a prison break.

Something's wrong!

Dear sweet mother mercy…no wait no…no! That wasn't supposed to sound that way…wait…no…my mother's name is Mercedes not Mercy…no…oh you get the point!

I saw my mother tense and she yipped before beelining in the general direction of the house.

Oh…shit…wait! MOM I'M COMING WITH YOU! I dashed after her, I didn't catch up until we got to the house, she was pretty damn fast.

You lied. Nothing's wrong, my father's fine, Ben's right there, Peter is too, Honey is snuggled next to him…what just freaked my mother out?

She seemed to be thinking the same thing too because she spun around in a circle and sniffed the air.

My father frowned. I looked at him lopsidedly.

"What do you mean?" He crouched by my mother and I groaned inwardly. "Okay, if you're absolutely sure, I will call Darryl and Uncle Mike."

My head shot up.

Okay I was there and I missed something!

"Porsche, go change back." My father told me and I nodded. I ran up the stairs because I knew he didn't like the idea of me changing in front of the pack which made no sense because I've done it in front of the Aspen Creek wolves but I guess it's just cause he's my father not Bran.

This week is going to be killer.

A/N-

First off, sorry it's so short, believe it or not I actually was going to cut it off sooner but I added a little more onto it in the end.

GUYS! GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A NEW WEBSITE! Okay so it's not finished yet but it's a role-play sight for the Mercy Thompson series! Until there's actual interest there will only be two packs you can join (TRP and RRP) and then eventually they'll be more of those and a seethe or two and someplace for the rogues to RP and a place for the walkers and fae and yadda yadda I just have to build it up!

mtroleplay. wetpaint .com

you can make up your own character and have some fun! WHOOT!