[h3][color=plum]Elize Vanzant[/color][/h3]

A tall tawny she-wolf moved rather silently at an easy ground covering trot, her tongue lolled out the side of her mouth as she panted away the heat. It wasn't exceptionally warm out but when you didn't have sweat glands it was easy to get warm pretty quickly. She'd had her bag delivered ahead of her so that she wouldn't have to take some human form of transportation. Cars were so icky and disgusting, they were filled with fumes among other nauseating stenches. Aside from that Elize was far more comfortable in her fur than in her skin and she didn't think the humans would appreciate her pretty blonde coat nearly as much as the males did. She was too large to fit comfortably in a car in her fur anyhow, to ride in one of those death traps she would have had to given up her fur and teeth for clothes and a smile. 

Despite being readily fashionable at all times Elize just wasn't one to spend time in her skin. She remained in her fur if at all possible and was here at the bequest of her Alpha, Niall. It wasn't really even a request, it had been an outright order, full on Alpha tone. It was extremely unlike him to force anyone to do anything but he had insisted. She was generally far too feral to be allowed around humans, they were weak and easy prey. Truly helpless beings as far as Elize was concerned. 

Elize's large size was a direct result of her bloodlines, her original pack was from France and were murdered when Elize was only a pup, eight at the time. Three members of the pack rushed her to the nearest port and found a ship that would set sail as soon as possible to take her to America. As the heir to her pack she was their most valuable commodity, they gave their lives to keep the hunters at bay till the ship could set sail. Once she arrive she wandered for several years, till she was 15, in her wolf form surviving alone before she found her current pack. 

Very few hunters were left now, just as there were very few wolves left. The population was growing but it could only be as large as the wild places for them to roam were. Elize brushed away the memories, her wolf hated them. It whined softly in their mind as she reached the school. She paused as her golden eyes assessed the area as she remained in the shadows. There was a lady clearly taking student names so Elize continued her pace forward but after several paces her body seemed to vibrate, softly at first and then her shape began to waver before it pulled and stretched upright all within the span of a heart beat. 

Though she seriously disliked being in her skin Elize still moved just as confidently and predatory as in her fur. Crystal blue eyes flickered about, watching and checking things as she moved towards the woman. In her skin she was clad in a pair of what the humans liked to call skinny jeans though she had found that not only skinny people wore them which was quite perplexing, matched with a pair of black stiletto heels that rocketed her height up well above six feet tall. She'd put on a loose pale cream blouse and lined her eyes with a sparkling black kohl that make them shine like sapphires. Her long dark hair billowed about as she walked simply due to the speed that she moved at, her tall willowy frame got her a lot of attention. Attention that she very highly disliked.