I would like to think that my spirit animal is Morgan Freemen but then again I could be wrong. I don't dream of that beautiful man reading poetry to me, Nope, instead I dream of me cuddling with a brownish wolf in a forest. My mom says dreams can be random, but when they are recurring, it's signs sent from the heavens of what's to come. I never believed that crap till now. OC/Jacob
Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 6 - Words: 7,960 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 33 - Follows: 53 - Updated: 6/7/2019 - Published: 2/4/2016 - OC, Jacob, Embry, Quil Jr.