Post by Renesmee Cullen on Jan 21, 2010 20:58:05 GMT -6
Renesmee didn't have very much to during the nights. Jacob was always patrolling with his pack mates and she wasn't usually allowed out of the house after dark. Though she had grown up, the years seemed like days to her parents. They still viewed her as a young child which was their own right, though at times annoying. Years to vampires were as short as days. Still, Renesmee obeyed her restrictions and curfews since they were set by her parents.
The house was quiet for the most part, not that vampires really ever made much noise. If Nessie were human, it would be hard to tell if anyone was even home, though her senses usually tipped her off on the presence of her family for the most part.
Out of boredom, Nessie had decided to explore the massive book shelves in Carlisle's study. She looked up to her grandfather (for all intents and purposes) quite a bit. When she was young she would copy everything he did, and at times try to repeat everything he said. More than often he used large words, and Nessie would just end up mumbling softly as if she both understood the word and as if she could say it properly. Even now, Nessie continued to look up to her grandfather, which is why she decided to borrow a few books to occupy her time.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Renesmee had a few books at her side though none really caught her interest beyond the first two or three pages. She wished someone was home other than herself.
The house was quiet for the most part, not that vampires really ever made much noise. If Nessie were human, it would be hard to tell if anyone was even home, though her senses usually tipped her off on the presence of her family for the most part.
Out of boredom, Nessie had decided to explore the massive book shelves in Carlisle's study. She looked up to her grandfather (for all intents and purposes) quite a bit. When she was young she would copy everything he did, and at times try to repeat everything he said. More than often he used large words, and Nessie would just end up mumbling softly as if she both understood the word and as if she could say it properly. Even now, Nessie continued to look up to her grandfather, which is why she decided to borrow a few books to occupy her time.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Renesmee had a few books at her side though none really caught her interest beyond the first two or three pages. She wished someone was home other than herself.
