Who: Peter and Rebecca
What: Peter was told not to do something, so he's flirting with it. Nice.
Where: About two feet from the treaty line (Peter is on the Cullen side)
When: September 21, 2006 4:30 PM

They'd told him where he was and wasn't allowed to go. He was more than willing to abide those rules. Peter wasn't a troublemaker, or a barbarian by any means. But he had an insatiable curiosity. And while his fear of the unknown werewolves on the La Push Reservation was fairly high on the things to be afraid of meter...His curiosity was higher. He'd met Jacob, he seemed like a nice enough kid, and he was intensely curious about the rest of them.

He knew that they would probably kill him if he got too close, but he wasn't exactly in the best mental state and he wasn't sure he cared too much about that part of it all. So, Peter was exploring. Maria and Jacob had shown him exactly where not to go, and Jake left him with a stern warning that he wasn't in control of all the werewolves on the reservation. There were some that wouldn't even bother asking questions.

He kept a weather eye out as he explored, he didn't see anything of interest. Just a lot of forest, the sound of the ocean faintly in the background, but he stayed on his side of the line.