"Yeah, we're fine." He said, hugging me closer and looking back at the floating stick in the riverbank.

"Hey...do you think that maybe Riley isn't dead?" I asked, looking up at his now stern face.

"Why do you ask that?" he asked, looking down at me.

"It's just a possibility.." I mumbled, looking down at my feet.

"Many things have possibilities Rosalie." He said, starting to walk further apart and looking away.

Great. Now i was somehow making Jake mad at me to. I looked down at the ground again, deep in thought. Why didn't i ever say anything right?

"Rosalie!" Conner yelled, running up to me.

"What is it?" I asked,croutching down on my two front paws to talk to him. He was the 2nd youngest of our pack, only 6.

"Becca lost the necklace i gave her!!" He shouted, he acted like it was the biggest crisis ever. It was actually pretty cute.

"Oh no! Do you think she lost it??" I played along. He and Becca were pretty much inseperable, once they got older they'd probably bloom into something even more

"Yeah, i said that already!" He said, laughing his cute little cub laugh.

"Well go ask Brennon to look for it." I said, thinking of our new captain. He needed some major loosening up and little kids were his ultimate weakness.

"Otay!" He said, happily running off.

I stood up and silently watched the moon glistening off of the river bank. I shivered against the wind and automatically wished for the warmth of Jakes fur on mine again. Where was he anyway?