arriving in forks/ setting up 'camp'

Tasha arrived in forks only a few hours ago. She heads into the surrounding forest ready to find her sleeping spot for the night. She only goes into the edge of the forest. She can see part of the diner from her spot. She lays out a sleeping bag and crawls inside. Its about to start raining though she knows there is nothing she can do. She closes her eyes and hopes that things will be better for her here in this small town.

Symphony: I sniffed the air, smelling the other person. She smelled.... like me. I reveled in the fact that I might not be the only one who is alone in this bitter curse. I snuck up to her, hissing, and asked, " What are you doing so close to town? They'll take you here."

who will take me? I asked surprised at the voice.

"The wolves." I hissed, glancing around. "Their no good. They trust nobody but the humans and themselves, and very few of us. The Cullens, to be specific. They can smell us from miles away."