[h3]Niall[/h3]
Niall was still sitting and relaxing a few moments when there was a distinct knock on the door of the bed and breakfast. He stood swiftly, knowing anyone in the pack would not bother knocking and saying hello. For a moment he wondered if it was a guest who was mistaken about the grand opening date for the place, that was quickly displaces as he got closer to the door and realize it was wolf, he'd heard a motorcycle and really hoped he wasn't going to have to get into a fight today. They'd had many join the pack in the last several years, his parents had always given people a chance and he would as well. It had diversified their pack and made them strong, they had been one of the biggest packs in the United States before the killings started. 

Niall pulled himself up to his full height, pulling in a deep whiff of air before he opened the door. On the other side of the door was a male who looked as if he spent most of his time on the road. 
"What can I do for you?" Niall rumbled in a low bass voice. The wolf appeared to only be curious right now, Niall didn't particularly the cocky grin on his face but he was fairly sure he hadn't been expecting an Alpha to answer the door the bed and breakfast though he should have been able to scent Niall. 

He could see Elize out of the corner of his eye headed straight for them, she was striking really. Most she-wolves were not built in the manner that she was. She was tall and lean with long thick locks of hair and her blue eyes shone fiercely as she walked towards them just fast enough to make her hair whip around her face. She always looked like she was in the middle of her own personal storm.

[h3]Elize[/h3]
The tall, tawny, shepherdess bared her teeth and stretched, as she awakened fully. She had been awake for a bit but not quite to the level she might have ought to have been. Unlike many of the pack Elize slept in her wolf form, nothing like being unprepared and asleep. She had learned long ago to never sleep unprepared, her whole pack had been slaughtered like nothing and she was the only one of her bloodline left and she had not escaped unharmed. Scars littered her blonde muzzle and her face along with her front legs. She hadn't been very old then, only twelve but she had fought for her life. 

She shook away the memories as she shifted back into her human form, her body resizing and reframing itself. Even in her human form she was tall and well muscled but her hair was dark while her skin was a frosty white dotted with freckles across the bridge of her nose and across her shoulders. She pulled on a pair of dark jeans that wouldn't get in the way while she tended to the animals. Slipping her loos blouse over her head she headed out the door. Her cabin was the farthest away from the bed and breakfast but she had the best nose by far of any of the wolves in the pack. Living alone for so many years had given her a tune up most wolves would never wish upon their worst enemy. Her sharp features tensed, her nose flaring as she partially switched, just allowing the wolf to raise its great head enough to assist her human nose. 

There was a wolf here who wasn't supposed to be, Elize narrowed her eyes as she moved towards the scent. She was currently down wind of the foreign wolf but she made a direct route for the source of the scent. It was clearly a male but with a pack here to back her up she had little to fear. She had looked death in the face several times before now.