<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/David_Wolf.jpg)</div>David was a big guy.  He was big enough to over-top many an NFL lineman.  And that was what he was.  Well, not a professional like the NFL, but he was a lineman, and a good one.  He was too big for the desks, so he stood, erect and sturdy without leaning, but standing near one wall silently watching the teacher and the apple on her desk.  When the litany of introductions came around to him, he spoke. "I'm David wolf."  For a moment that lingered just long enough not to be obviously awkward, he let it go at that.  Finally, as if just realizing that more was expected, he added.  "I play football."<br/><br/>That was it, apparently he felt that was more than enough to define him to his fellow students.  Once the introductions moved on to the next student, he turned his attention to the Native girl with the tatts.  Nice ink.  He'd thought about getting a thunderbird once, but finally decided that tats weren't traditional enough - he did paint up sometimes, for a hunt or a ceremony, but tats were a white-eyes thing and they could keep it.  He did have several piercings though, both ears, his lip, and one nose ring.<br/><br/>He looked at the native girl again, and her two companions - he was getting that vibe off them - like with the teacher, only not as strong.  Throwing a glance at the teacher, he shifted his solid stance, moving his feet like he might be in discomfort.