Renesmee,
Renesmee shook her head quickly, holding the door open for her daughter. "We have to let her experience everything as if she wasn't temperarily blinded." She held the door a bit wider, waiting for Anna and Jacob to exit. Her posture was completely straight, and her eyes wide, looking like bright, brown saucers against her pale skin. The usual flush against her cheeks was gone, and her cheeks were almost completely white. Her eyes looked like a giant pupil, so dilated that you couldn't even see her iris. They darted around anxiously, always stopping and resting on Anna.
Paul grinned and quickly picked her up, making sure to not only be swift, but to be gentle. He kissed her quickly on her head, feeling the soft strands of hair against his lips. "You look so pretty," he murmured in her ear before soaring towards Emily and Sam's house, the wind whipping their hair around wildly. His long legs stopped flying forward as they went into the yard of their house. He set Rachel down, keeping his arm firmly draped around her shoulders. "It doesn't smell like anybody is here."
Seth nodded, leaning towards Scarlette's body heat. His thoughts whirred around happily, and joy flowed quickly through his veins. He would probably have to morph soon, knowing that, ultimately, he would have to talk to Scarlette properly. Looking up, he tried to mentally ask her when she wanted him to shift. When she wanted to talk to him properly--with words instead of barks. Shaking his head, he knew that she wouldn't understand him. He ran into the forest, changing shapes behind a huge boulder. Pulling his shorts off of his left ankle, he pulled them up and on. Then he pulled the fabric off his right ankle and slipped it over his head, the undershirt fluttered in the breeze as he ran, then stopped as he stopped beside Scarlette. "Better or worse?" He asked, smiling sheepishly.
Iolo grinned and made a funny little shake of his fists. "Woo," he whispered, looking jokinly at Sierra Jill. Then he slipped his hands back into his pockets, still smiling at Sierra. "I'm completely bored. What do you want to do?" He swayed back and forth, loose and looking like a rubber band. His har still hung over his eyes, almost as limp as he himself was.
Toby looked over his shoulder, seeing the girls still in a little half circle talking. He sighed, rolling his eyes and walking back towards them. "So, are we going back home or what?" He asked, putting his hands on his waist. Agitation curved its way into his mind, and he rolled his eyes again simply because of the annoyance waiting was causing him.
Olive giggled, putting her hands on her waist and smiling jokingly. She wandered her thoughts for a bit, wondering what to say, still wondering even what her opinion was. "Well, kind of. You get used to it after seeing Scarlette and Seth together so often. And, along the lines of Iolo and Sierra, wouldn't she already know he saw? If he was right there when she morphed, wouldn't they...." Her words wandered away, breaking off abruptly.
Paul grinned and quickly picked her up, making sure to not only be swift, but to be gentle. He kissed her quickly on her head, feeling the soft strands of hair against his lips. "You look so pretty," he murmured in her ear before soaring towards Emily and Sam's house, the wind whipping their hair around wildly. His long legs stopped flying forward as they went into the yard of their house. He set Rachel down, keeping his arm firmly draped around her shoulders. "It doesn't smell like anybody is here."
Seth nodded, leaning towards Scarlette's body heat. His thoughts whirred around happily, and joy flowed quickly through his veins. He would probably have to morph soon, knowing that, ultimately, he would have to talk to Scarlette properly. Looking up, he tried to mentally ask her when she wanted him to shift. When she wanted to talk to him properly--with words instead of barks. Shaking his head, he knew that she wouldn't understand him. He ran into the forest, changing shapes behind a huge boulder. Pulling his shorts off of his left ankle, he pulled them up and on. Then he pulled the fabric off his right ankle and slipped it over his head, the undershirt fluttered in the breeze as he ran, then stopped as he stopped beside Scarlette. "Better or worse?" He asked, smiling sheepishly.
Iolo grinned and made a funny little shake of his fists. "Woo," he whispered, looking jokinly at Sierra Jill. Then he slipped his hands back into his pockets, still smiling at Sierra. "I'm completely bored. What do you want to do?" He swayed back and forth, loose and looking like a rubber band. His har still hung over his eyes, almost as limp as he himself was.
Toby looked over his shoulder, seeing the girls still in a little half circle talking. He sighed, rolling his eyes and walking back towards them. "So, are we going back home or what?" He asked, putting his hands on his waist. Agitation curved its way into his mind, and he rolled his eyes again simply because of the annoyance waiting was causing him.
Olive giggled, putting her hands on her waist and smiling jokingly. She wandered her thoughts for a bit, wondering what to say, still wondering even what her opinion was. "Well, kind of. You get used to it after seeing Scarlette and Seth together so often. And, along the lines of Iolo and Sierra, wouldn't she already know he saw? If he was right there when she morphed, wouldn't they...." Her words wandered away, breaking off abruptly.
the vampire with a beating heart
