
The wolves watched as each member of the Cullen family went up against one another showing off their fighting skills and how to defeat their opponent. This practice would be of the utmost importance if they were to defeat the newborn army heading their way. Every pairing possible went to the middle of the lush green forest displaying their tactics under Jasper’s watchful eye. Finally it was Rosalie’s turn against Emmett, he stood across from her giving off one of his famous smirks, this one was specifically for her. He always did that, smirked, especially when he was being cocky which was always when competition was involved. It was one of the things she loved about him most but at the same time she wanted to wipe it off his face and replace it with defeat. ‘Cause hey she liked competition too.
Rosalie understood how to take him down, after all she knew Emmett better than anyone in the world. She knew all his tricks, actions, and movements before he made them, could read his way of fighting. “Ready?” Again the smirk was present this time in his words as he stood in position about to lunge toward her. She smiled teeth bared which only made him laugh the sound booming off the trees surrounding them, showing off his dimples. Ugh those dimples they always made her melt and … ‘No Rosalie stay focused’ she berated herself. Her eyes rolled as she too took her stance ready for him.
“Ready.”
“Show me what you got Babe.”