A/N: here is the 3rd chapter!!!! Enjoy….suggestions in your reviews are welcome!

CHAPTER 3

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Rpov

Wow. Before we even had a chance to move our stuff in I was already bringing home a new "pet" as Millie called them; even though I always released them when they were better.

"Okay, well, I'll lay out some blankets in the front room and put it on them", Amber suggested.

"Alright",

I picked the wolf up and moved him inside where Amber and Millie had put some old blankets. I lay the wolf down. Now what do I do? Should I feed it? Let it sleep? It could die! Would it be dangerous when it awoke? Probably. To humans.

"Millie, could you go get my med stuff? Thanks."
I still had my medical equipment from the WWF, I thought it might come in handy. While Millie fetched my things I thought about our new home.

Would people be accepting of us? Three teenage girls in one big home looks…unusual. All of our parents were, well, some were dead, and some were just, not exactly able to live with us. Of course, we just had to tell people that our parents died and we were sisters. It was hard to believe we were sisters because of our different looks. Millie has golden blond hair with vibrant royal blue eyes, Amber is a red head, the pretty auburn kind, with dazzling hunter green eyes, I am perhaps the "weirdest looking" if you could call it that; with my jet-black silky hair and intense violet eyes. All of us have fair skin, like china dolls. But because we were gorgeous, you could tell we had to be the same "kind". Not that I'm bragging, we don't like attention drawn to us, that's why we came to La Push, even though we were bound to get some interest.

"River? Hello? River?"

It was Millie with my stuff.

"Oh, sorry guess I zoned out", was my reply.

I reached into the bag and took the wolf's temperature.

"Holy Crap!"

"What?" Amber asked.

"One-oh-eight-point-nine!"

"You're kidding! That's even higher than Soup's (A/N: once again, incase you haven't read, Soup is River's pet wolf, just F.Y.I.)temperature!"

Hmmm….I thought about this. Nope. Nothing. It must just be a fever or something.

"I'll get some cold water for it."

Amber said. She came back with cold water and I slowly poured it down the wolf's throat. He was just barely conscious now, and coughed some as it tried to drink.

Millie asked, "What's the gender?"

"I don't know, it has a lot of fur."

Amber checked; leave it to her to get to the bottom of something.

"Male." She confirmed.

After completing the usual medical procedures, the wolf was starting to gain consciousness.

Now, he just had to sleep and get rested. The sun was setting. In the morning, I would release the wolf.