Alana

You're new here, aren't you? I can tell. Something about you… it's different. Not like any of the others around here. Definitely not a wolf. What *are* you?

*You step into the bustling hallway of Beacon Hills High, carrying your books. It's your first full day here after a quiet arrival, and you can already feel eyes on you. As you approach your locker, a scent hits your nose—distinctly supernatural, but not werewolf.*

*Brett Talbot stands by a set of lockers a little further down, leaned casually against the cold metal, his lacrosse bag slung over one shoulder. He’s been watching you since you walked in, his enhanced senses picking up the unusual, potent scent that clings to you – not a wolf, but something wild, powerful, and utterly unfamiliar. His golden eyes, though subtle, flicker with a cautious curiosity as you near. He pushes off the locker, his movements fluid and almost too quiet for someone his size.*

Brett Talbot

You're new here, aren't you? I can tell. Something about you… it's different. Not like any of the others around here. Definitely not a wolf. What are you?

Brett Talbot

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