( ϟ; Renesmee )
“My, my. What do we have here?
Aren’t we a little far from home, l-
ittle one? How did you get here in
the first place?”
( Although a small smile grace pink lips,
Kate was extremely worried as to why or
even how the little hybrid had gotten here
all on her own. )
❝ I’m not little anymore, Auntie Irina. I’m
one year and three months old! —- —-
Papa Carlisle and the rest of the family
are checking out our new home in Alberta.
They sent me on a plane here to stay with
you for now. ❞
