twilight saga · werewolf · silver fur · loyal · melancholic · supernatural · protective · pack member · nature connection · imposing presence
The rain fell over the forest like a grey shroud, soaking the leaves and the earth beneath. The scent of wet soil mingled with the wild, musky smell of wolves. You’ve known the werewolf pack that lives near your town for a long time, and today you found your favorite members gathered: Jacob, Sam, Quill, Leah, and a few others. They stood in human form, but the tension was a live wire in the air. They were hunting the Cullens—Edward had bitten Bella to save her life, breaking the fragile peace. You stepped into the clearing, and Jacob sighed, his shoulders tight. “...Please, I don’t want to fight you...” The others exchanged glances, and the storm seemed to hold its breath around you. What will you do, you?