The next generation.

Leigha: I watch as Wyatt leaps over into Ambrosia's lap, licking her hands in an effort to get her to pet him.

Ambrosia - I pet Wyatt, "Hey cutie," I whisper to him.

Damien - "What is that filthy mutt doing here?"

Leigha: I narrow my eyes and Wyatt snaps head head toward him, growling as he senses my irritation at him, then goes back to nuzzling Ambrosia. "It's a part of my contract as your only Tracker, that he goes anywhere and everywhere with me...at any time," I so helpfully remind him, biting back a snarl.

Ambrosia - I giggle, "Plus he is just so adorable."

Damien - "Oh please," I roll my eyes.

Leigha: I snicker catching Wyatt sneering at him, saying, 'I'm too sexy to be human,' with his body language.

Ambrosia - "And he's twice the man you are," I smirk.

Damien - I let out a growl as I glare at the dog taking up Ambrosia's affections. "CAN WE GET BACK ON SUBJECT!" I snap.

Leigha: "Wow. Who pissed in your coffee this morning, kid...?"

Damien - "You two did! I should have never let you two speak to each other, you've just given her the idea that she can walk all over me!" I growl.

Leigha: Something snapped in me. I never intended on Ambrosia or Damien either one seeing me as I truly was. Only the other actual members, along with Wyatt had witnessed the wolf raging within my veins. I shot up, my chair flying back against the wall, my crimson eyes blazing with animalistic hatred as they zeroed in on him. "Shut the f*ck up, you ignorant human...I did nothing of the SORT! I've only been doing what you, as her self-proclaimed owner and lover, should have been doing from the very START, giving her the attention and affection she DESERVES!!" I leapt up onto the table, sending papers and drinks and all of the above crashing to the floor as I made my way right up to him, our faces centimeters away from eachother as I snarled, taking him by the collar of his jacket. "Now, boy...you will listen, and you will listen VERY carefully...I've put up with all of your sh*t over the years very needlessly. You're lucky I haven't ripped your f*cking jugular vein from your neck and strung you up by your neck with it. I don't know your story, and I don't ever care to, but I DO know that you don't get to be a leader by being a selfish, spiteful ass...ESPECIALLY by abusing your girlfriend and treating her like some WORTHLESS SLAVE! Go ahead and play your little petty human games, flaunting your paper crown and sitting up high on your cotton candy throne...but you will NEVER speak to Ambrosia or myself like we're so far beneath you...unless you want to die, that is. Oh, and don't even try that little 'mind playing' trick, both of us have an immunity to it. All thanks to you. one more thing...if you even lay ONE finger on either of us, or Wyatt...you can say goodbye to your manhood." I take a step back, everyone frozen in shock.

Damien - I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing.

Ambrosia - I was shocked.

Leigha: I leapt from the table, glancing at Ambrosia for a split second, before sprintng from the room, leaving Wyatt with her for protection, should she need it. I burst into the 'hospital' room, ignoring the surprised faces of the children workers as I found a bin, collapsing at it and getting violently sick.

Damien - I looked at Ambrosia, "Everyone get out except Ambrosia," I say. When they all leave, except for the dog I lean over her and kiss her.

Ambrosia -- I feel his lips on mine, a feeling I hadn't felt in a while.

Wyatt: I watch the two carefully, glancing over at the doorway every now and then. I could hear Leigha getting sick, and it worried me.

Damien - I picked her up in my arms and continued the kiss as I took her to my room.

Wyatt: I contemplate on following them, but I took off, unable to contain myself as I came into the room, to find her collapsed on the floor, the children huddled worriedly around her unconscious form. I broke them apart, working my way underneath her limp body to prop her up a bit, wrapping myself around her to keep her comfortable and warm as I could manage.

Bump.

Ambrosia - I wake up to find myself cuddled next to Damien. I gently get up and get ready before going to find Leigha.

Ok, I’m gonna switch to third person. It seems the only character(s) I can pull first person off with are my main ones, Emmalee and Ashton. And Apollo and Vincent, too. xD

A tall, pretty blonde girl stopped Ambrosia on her way down the hall, sporting a worried expression on her frail, tired face. “Ms. Ambrosia, it’s urgent.” She pulled her along down the halls, stopping in front of a door, trays of untouched food setting idly at their feet. Wyatt, the usually energetic young wolf paced outside, yowling frantically. The blonde turned to her again. “It’s Miss Leigha,” she explained, earnest concern present in her dull chocolate brown eyes. “She’s been locked in her room ever since she woke up from fainting. She won’t answer the door to anyone…we thought you might be able to help since she’s so attached to you.”

Ambrosia - "Let me try," I say and knock gently on the door. "Leigha?"

Leigha lied on her bed, curled into a ball and stared with a distant expression at the wall, oblivious to all the commotion occuring just outside the door. (Because she can't hear it =[)

Gotta go.

Ambrosia - "Leigha?" I asked again.

She lied there, her mind numb. How could she had been so careless...? Her mouth pulled up into a slight snarl as Damien entered her mind, the wolf still refusing to be silenced even after it's appearence the night before. The boy was disgusting...treating Ambrosia in such a manner day after endless day, she thought to herself. But still, how could she explain herself now? Ambrosia's face of frozen shock was forever burned into her mind. Leigha shook her head, her heart wrenching. Her favorite person was afraid of her now. She was a monster.