<span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Mirana</span><br/><br/>The subject matter was covered and notes were taken in scrolly numbering. Her handwriting was a bit shaky as the pain of her wounds were between a throb and irritating ache. She ignored her pain as if she paid attention the other student would see her and ask questions. Being a lone wolf was bad enough. To her being away from the family pack was punishment enough. She rested her head in her hand and scribbled notes. This was not her favorite class but she does not dislike it. The two alphas sat in front of her and she noticed the tension between them. This did not bother Mirana. She did not speak to them. She would meet them soon enough.<br/><br/>Striker she watched curiously. He eyed every lone wolf and she-wolf in the classroom. No doubt he knows his position and did he feel threated. If he did he simply looked at each of his own kind then stared in front. He systematically sized up every species before he left. *Humph. Wonder what he thinks. Who can I take on? Who matters least and who is a real threat to my status?*<br/><br/>This was something on her brother confided as he knew one day he would take his father's place. Running the family business forced her brother to grow up fast. He had to learn more than just mechanics of bikes.<br/><br/>At last the bell rang and she had Gym. She was surprised the teacher want the students to track animals. Smelling other species was easy in the dense woods. The air was cleaner and Mirana was not sniffing fumes or exhaust. It was rather pleasant as her muscles in her face relaxed. It was the physical walking that hurt. She hobbled rather noticeable by the time class was over. He classmates were chatty and kept a friendly air. She was in no mood to get friendly and stayed to herself. Making friends after a serious confrontation did not allow her any points for making friends.<br/><br/>He wondered if Striker would either tear her apart or see her as an indifferent. It was to soon to even get closer than one who sat behind him in Algebra class. *He would be the last wolf I would meet."<br/><br/>After gym, she wrote on a piece of paper all the creatures she tracked and a few where fellow students that had no idea how to cover their own tracks. One being Jason who eluded her. *I have to keep him as a potential study partner. He's good. Very good!* She eyed him as he appeared peered from the wood.<br/><br/>The she-wolf removed her schedule from her jean pant pocket. He unfolded it and it read free-time for half an hour. She headed to the pool across the lawn and looked forward to a soaking her legs. They were sore and this time of the morning, she hopped the pool would be free of onlookers.