| longingleelee ( @ 2009-02-26 21:55:00 |
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| Current music: | the setting sun -- switchfoot |
who: Leah & Rachel
what: End of the patrol
when: Thursday night
where: Cullen property
rating: pg-13, language? (knowing Leahface)
Leah was running as fast as she could. The night's air whipping her in the face. The moon glimmering down upon the ground, lighting her way. Currently she was phased into her grey wolf form, doing what she considered the mundane task of patrolling the land of the Cullens.
If it was so mundane, you might ask, then why was she subjecting herself to being a part of this pack? Why did she still phase? Why not leave La Push and end it all already? Well. That was a complicated issue. Leah did want nothing more than to leave the place she grew up in to travel around the world, to experience different cultures and see exotic sights. But... there was just something inside her that wouldn't let her break the tie La Push and the whole phasing thing had on her. Secretly she didn't mind. She might not have liked patrolling, but this running that she was doing now? Favorite thing in the world. If anything, it was the speed that she was reluctant to give up.
She slowed her pace as she came nearer to the house, her wolf body inhaling deeply to catch her breath.
"See or hear anything?" She asked her patrol partner, pretty much knowing they wouldn't have to be dealing with any intruders tonight. Things had been quiet for the last couple years, she had no reason to think that they'd suddenly have unexpected visitors now. Even so, as Jake said, it was best that they be prepared.