To everyone who has read my other stories and asked when am I going to do a series. Well here is the series I have been working up to.

I am going to be filling in the blanks from when Malia returns to school up through when she flicks her claws out at the end of Divine Move.

If anyone has an idea for a scene for Malia to experience during the school day, I am fair game for it. I am going to repeat this below as a reminder, but this is for the fans of Stalia and how things are going to get interesting for these two.

New Territory - Back to School

Malia felt the carpet of the floor of her room with her bare feet. She missed the hard and soft places of her old den and how soothing the dirt floor has been against her paws. The carpet padding felt like she was walking on semi-dry sand without the back kick of the dust afterwards. It felt like she was wearing shoes, without wearing shoes.

It sucked.

She wanted to use her hind claws to dig through this stuff until she hit the hard floor underneath. The desire to feel the torn fabric between her toes and the hard click from her claws against the hard stone of her old den had made her feel calm. When she was a coyote after a stressful day of dodging cougars while getting that day's meal she missed that comfy feeling against her feet.

That feeling, like the other things from those carefree fur covered days she sometimes got back in the strangest of places for a short period of time. At Stiles place, even Scott's they had wood floors throughout most of their house with throw rugs spread in several areas. The floors felt great against her feet.

They felt so alive.

Like the very structure of her old den, even though they were made out of wood.

Comfy… Full of warmth… just like she had come out spending an hour bathing in a hot shower.

Mama McCall must have wondered why Malia stayed near the edges carpet and floor during Malia's stay at Scott's house. But there was a look of understanding on the older woman's face after she brought out bumpy roller pin thing and handed it to her.

"Miss running in your bare feet?" Malia had been shocked at Scott 's mother saying that. But all Malia could do was nod in confirmation. "Don't worry; I used to run barefoot when I was younger. It felt great..." With that she leaned in and whispered, "Clothing optional too." Malia had been shock after those words.

There was no anger in the woman's voice. Just understanding and acceptance of her wild nature.

Had Malia been that obvious about what she had been missing in her human form? Feeling uncomfortable in clothes? Being cold?

Could Mama McCall have a similar wild past like herself? Be a creature that once had fur? Or could she be something else like Stiles or Lydia were?

Malia only had limited information about the Guardians. But from what Stiles had told her of them was that they were individuals not to be screwed with.

Though they would mentor young supernatural creatures like herself; a fact that didn't kick in until Malia had to go to the bathroom and discovered that she was having her period.

Mama McCall had offered the feminine products that she needed and just sat with her as they had a mother daughter talk.

It was so strange, to feel normal.

Malia didn't feel like she was some girl who had been a coyote, but she had been treated like coyote who had become a girl. With kindness and understanding of as she started to come to terms with her "new" human nature.

This was a mother of an Alpha werewolf, and she didn't see her as a trespasser in her home. Though Mama McCall did have a rule: "The house did not have the supernatural ability to heal itself, so she better do her best to keep her powers in check while she was a guest here."

Malia got the feeling that she shouldn't use her super strength without permission first. But changing… She was good with, as long as it didn't involve damaging the furniture or the walls of the house.

How much trouble had Scott the Alpha gotten into with his Mom?

She just gulped some at thinking about the image of the woman grabbing any werewolf, banshee, Mage, Druid, or some other supernatural creature by the scruff neck and whacking them in the face with a newspaper like a disobedient dog just for scraping paint off of the wall with their nails.

Good thing she was on the toilet at the time or else there would have been a mess.

Stiles was still spraying Spot Shot on Mama McCall's carpet after the entire barfed up mummy incident. Mama McCall wanted to get the stain out of it from when Nogitsune did the entire body photocopy thing with Stiles body that took place in her living room.

Mama McCall was stern, yet gentle with her as she realized that Maila was still getting used to being around other individuals like herself.

No topic about things was taboo with Mama MaCall.

So Malia asked about some random werewolf stuff and some girl stuff.

In a way, Malia felt comfortable during their talks. The wildness, the internal workings of the plumbing of the female body, getting a decent bra that fit for running, finding a decent shampoo and talking about sex.

The sex talks were her favorite.

It was like she had found a mentor, who made all of the feelings she had for Stiles start to make sense. These were talks that if Malia's mother had lived, she might have had with her. It was a little sad, but...Mama McCall gave her a loving hug and the world felt normal. Less dark and scary.

Though when Mama McCall decided to let out a howl, must have scared the crap out of her son Scott. The look on his face had been priceless as he had rushed into the bathroom to see his mother standing there with her body arched back with a grin ear to ear. All Malia could do was scrap her jaw up of the floor and say "Wow."

"That was from my wild youth days. And I still got it." Scott had quickly left trying to get some strange image out of his mind which had made him cringe as he quickly headed back to his room.

Mama McCall had let her know that she had an open door to whenever she had to talk about "girl stuff." Something that Malia decided to take advantage of whenever she had a chance.

Maybe Malia thought that she would start looking more like a true member of the pack instead of looking like a fashion reject to her fellow classmates. This weekend would be where Mama McCall and the other female members of the Pack would take her out to find some more clothes to make her feel more herself.

Warm.

So far most of her stuff she had scored had either been from her late mother's closet or from Alison, Kira and Lydia's. One of the shirts she was choosing to wear today had been Alison's but after smelling it, she put it back. It was too soon, so she went for one of Lydia's and put it on along with a pair of her mom's pants. Wearing something of Alison would be too much of an insult to the Huntress's memory. But Malia knew that maybe something soon, at a time worthy of the Huntress's name, wearing Alison's clothes would be appropriate. Feeling a bit cold, Malia grabbed a scarf that Kira had given her and wrapped it around her neck. One thing to say about that Fox Girl, she knew how to find warm fabric.

Malia knew that she would have gym class today, so she grabbed her exercise clothes consisting of a pair of running short and a large t-shirt, sports bra and a thermal running jacket, and she headed out the door with her backpack after giving her dad a strong hug.

Now with her first day of school Stiles had offered along with Scott to drive her to there. Seeing Scott's Jeep she was a little wary of getting in. But as she approached Stiles scent flooded over her as he opened the door and got out to push the seat back so that she could get in. The smell of fox was prevalent.

One particular Female fox that smelled like peanut butter and french-fries, Kira had been in here earlier over the last few days. Who puts Peanut-butter on French-fries? Ketchup she could understand, but Peanut-butter? It was probably a Fox thing. She shrugged.

"Hey Malia." Stiles said as he hugged her as she came near the Jeep's door.

"Hi Stiles... Thanks for taking me to school." Malia said as she looked over to see Scott. The Alpha werewolf looked to be a little better after the last few days. But he smelled of grief the same way that her dad did. "Hi Scott." Malia seemed a little hesitant to get in. The last time she had been in the back of this thing was when she had recently been turned back into a naked human. But now, as she looked at the back seat she saw a lot of blankets back there and there were arranged in an almost warm snuggly way.

Stiles moved to let her get in.

"I brought a few blankets along just in case you got cold." Malia reached up brought one to the blankets up to her face and sniffed it. This was one of the blankets that she had been wrapped in after her change back to human form, but also it smelled like Stiles as if he had taken the time to spread his scent over it to make her feel better. It must have taken days for Stiles to sleep in all of these blankets, spreading his scent around just so her ride to school would be easier on her. It did...

Maybe later after school she and Stiles could roll up naked together sharing their warmth in a few of these. Ever since that time on the couch in Echo House, Malia's dread of human things was not gone, but it was made tolerable knowing that she wasn't alone with her issues, questions and problems, it made the experience in her present form more pleasant. Malia didn't feel like she was all caged up. But Stiles had her heart, and fur or not, he was a person that she wanted to be around. He accepted her for the Coyote she was. No guilt, no anger, just… Loving warmth.

"Thanks..." Malia grinned as she looked at Stiles grinning dimpled face and got in but not before giving him a kiss.

"Got your class schedule?" Scott said as Malia settled in and locked the seatbelt around her waist.

"Yeah..." Malia said as she let her brown eyes turn blue and pulled out her schedule from her pocket.

"Okay..." Stiles reached over and looked at the schedule and chewed on his lower lip. "Okay, you have Kira's dad for your first class, then Mrs. Wagner. She is a good teacher; I had her in the past. Mr. Hearn... Trust me you will be smelling his fresh brewed coffee all day. You have Gym with Coach Finstock, Lunch, and then Mrs. Howle. Good teacher, but she makes you work for your grade. Health Class, and Tutoring for your last hour." Malia looked down at her toes.

"Yeah... The tutoring... I know I missed like eight years of school, but..." Malia felt a little uncertain about her day.

"Don't worry, from what I have from Kira's dad, Mr. Verde tends to make sure that you get your backed up school work done. So skipping out on a class might be a little hard for you." Scott said patting Malia on her shoe. "Don't worry, you are not the only supernatural creature on campus. If you need help, just ask us. Also Ethan is going to be there, he has Mr. Verde as well." That cheered up Malia a little. Ethan, her GBF, and a fellow wild were-creature in the pack, at least she wouldn't be alone catching up on her school work alone.

"Okay..." Malia said feeling that at least she wasn't going to be alone going back to school again. Then she looked at Scott. "Um, Scott, this morning while I was getting dressed. I had this urge to scrape my toe nails and finger nails across the floor." This caught Scott's attention.

"Did you feel like you were not getting any traction?" Scott said with concern. Malia nodded. "Like your toes and fingers were itching?" Malia nodded again.

"Around my finger tips and around my toe nails, Yeah, how did you know?." Scott felt his own fingers and right in front of her flicked his fingers.

"I got the feeling too. Your claws are coming in." Malia looked at Scott's hand which were now tipped claw like fingers. Stiles was grinning at Malia as she looked that the claws before her.

Malia slowly reached out and felt Scott's hand. It felt so strange, yet... every feeling she had from her body screamed 'here you will soon have your claws back'. Stiles reached out and rubbed the back of Malia's hand as she felt Scott's claws. Not Fur, but it was something from her old days.

Eyes – Check

Strength – Check

Claws – To be announced – Wait….change that to: Coming Soon.

"How about after school me and Scott tech you how to flick your claws?" Stiles said grinning. Claws... She would have her claws back... All that anger she had at Stiles after he had walked in on her while in the shower, and how quick he had been to concede to her. This was the reason why.

They hadn't taken her powers away, they had just reset them.

This was the way she would have learned about her powers if her life hadn't been flipped upside-down with the car accident and her violent first change.

This was her heritage, and now with the others, she was going to accept it and learn about it with her friends.

"Yeah..." Malia was grinning. Maybe this was going to be a good day for her. With that Scott turned back into his seat and put the jeep in gear and they drove to school.

Well this will be the first chapter in a series, so let me know what you think.

I am taking suggestions for any ideas for what you want for Malia to experience during her first day of school. So send them to me via the reviews or the PM link.

Hearns