<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/TheWolf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>The Wolf<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Hand to Hand Instructor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Goliath Stadium<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lara<br/><hr/>The Wolf stood, arms crossed beside the hand to hand training area, which was to the west of the track surrounding the football field.  The area was a circular dirt and sand covered patch of ground with no other distinctive features.  A couple of the students for his class were already there, including a Freshman or two.  The students had heard things about the Wolf, and there was much apprehension in the air as he stood there stoically, waiting for everyone to show up.<br/><br/>The entrance was on the far side of the stadium from the hand to hand area, but the Wolf still sniffed the air, catching the scent of the weather manipulating girl as she neared the entryway.  He glanced at his watch.  The students had one minute and thirty-four seconds to make it to class or they would be tardy.  He looked back to the entrance as more students started to jog over to the class.  One minute twenty-nine seconds...