<em>Nate glanced at his schedule: time for vampire history. He felt a little relief; it should be mostly wolves in this class. <br/><br/>He wondered again why his father's master had sent him to this school. Well, he supposed there was no harm in learning more about the vamps. And he might as well enjoy taking classes while he had the chance. Once he found a wolf to serve, his class time was likely to suffer.<br/><br/>The wolf he had seen earlier --Saluna?--was walking toward the classroom. He smiled at her as he fell into step just slightly behind her and tipped an imaginary cap. </em><br/><br/>"Ma'am," he said, by way of greeting.