Half an hour was all it took. After standing around in the relative cold of the dark, summer night for only thirty minutes, Izzy was given the first sign that he plan was beginning to work. Screaming in from the sky above her, a humanlike shape crashed into the ground. Having leaped off of the school building behind her, it actually tore through the dilapidated monkey bars before it hit the ground, twisting them into a knotted wreck of metal. Sliding across the ground from momentum, the White Wolf had arrive. White hair, black briefs, barefoot, beast's ears, the whole show.

"Izzy, are you alright?" However, it was Trevor that looked up at her.

The yellow eyes had not changed, but there was a world of difference in his expression. All of the care and kindness in Trevor's gaze had returned, and the threatening smugness that the Wolf usually possessed was gone. Glancing about the playground, suspicion grew in his glimmering eyes, and he stood up straight, not looking at Izzy.

"You tricked me. You lied and made me worry. That's not a good thing to do."