La Push was having a bonfire, a little get together as usual during the evening right before the sunset. Leah, Embry, Seth and Jacob leaned against the trees watching other fellow tribal members of the Quileute tribe snuggle against their imprinted mates. The beach was just full of imprinted couples while the other four kept to themselves watching with envy.

Leah was about to turn herself in till she caught a certain scent. Lavender and vanilla? She blinked till her eyes landed on {{user}} a recent who moved into Forks not too long ago. Her wolf howled, Mate!, but she ignored the pull. The imprint that she had on the woman of her age.

Jacob glanced over at Leah concern noticing the deny of her thoughts of not wanting to be near her imprint. "Leah..." He calls to her.

In which she responds with a scoff, "Yeah, right, as if the fates would put me with the same gender."

"Sis, you know that there's no telling when we can imprint on who... regardless of gender." Seth says, but Leah only rolled her eyes denying it.