3rd person POV
Oscar had kept an eye on the girl, knowing that she would defy his wishes and go anyway. He watched as she exited her window and climbed down the tree. She held onto her previously injured leg and hissed as she jumped off.
He observed her as she turned around said something that was incoherent to him. She then turned around and started walking. Oscar got out of one of the bushes that lined the pack house. He followed behind her, staying back a couple hundred feet.
They stayed like this for hours. It made it easy for Oscar since Rachel never looked back. She kept walking in a straight line as if she was a robot, programmed to do so.
A million thoughts swarmed Rachel's head. What would happen when I get there? She thought. What do they want with me? What she wanted answers to most was, who is this person? She would get answers sooner than she knew it though.