The City. It always smelt of pollutants and feces. Not just this city, either. It was all cities, they all had a veil of stink hanging around them be it from so many people packed together or so many vehicles smogging the air...Cities were disgusting.
Her eyes hardened as she watched the tall buildings pass her by in the passenger window. Her own reflection overlaid the picture of smog-covered sky scrapers, deep violet eyes regarded the scene coldly as black hair cascaded down her back. The young woman's neutral expression failed as she held a hand up to her nose, for the sheer strength of the stench was enough to cause her nostrils to sting unpleasantly, despite the fact that the windows were rolled up and the vents filtered outside air slightly. She turned away from the site of the hazy city and lamented her fate silently.
She was loathe to leave the forest behind for this.
Her driver pulled up outside the apartment complex on the outskirts of the suburbs, the slowing of the vehicle drew the female out of her dark musings and she took in her new home with the same scrutiny she had allotted the rest of the city. The complex was a newer building, but already the structure had signs of vandalism, graffiti and decay. Regretfully she stepped from the vehicle and thanked the cabbie quietly as he set her bags down next to her.
She wrinkled her lip in distaste as a roach scurried across the sidewalk and stepped around it to enter the building, grabbing her bags as the taxi took off. The driver had been paid before embarking on this long journey. Her critical eye now turned to survey the area she would be living within. It was in a less desirable part of the neighborhood, which was not in itself surprising as the clan did not have much money to spare for false assignments of late.
Truly the Elders were senile if they did not think she would see through their attempt to get her out of the way. They seriously expected her to believe that entire clans of werewolves were disappearing in this region? She couldn't help but scoff at the notion, suburbia hardly seemed more dangerous than a pack of werewolves. No matter, she gave those senile bastards what they wanted, not that sending her away would affect the out come of the race for a new clan leader anyway, for she would have hated being an alpha and had no desire to compete in the trials to begin with. It was simply the fact that the old coots had tried to deceive her that got her hackles up.
The young woman boldly stepped past a crowd of rowdy and shady looking teenagers, unconcerned. The moon was waxing this late into the month and her strength would only grow until it began to wane again. Their eyes watched her curiously; the humans were obviously trying to decide if she had anything worth taking. With the events that had happened of late she almost wished they would try to attack her and help her blow off some pent-up frustration.
The elevator wasn't working, that was not surprising with the state of this supposedly new building. The female huffed a sigh and began to trek up to her apartment. It wasn't as if it would be much of a walk, not when she was used to covering miles in a single night. She reached her apartment; number 27 on the second floor and allowed the door to swing open before her.
The one bedroom apartment left something to be desired, but at least her furniture had been set up prior to her arrival. The humans scents still lingered on her things. She was disappointed to find that the smells of the city seeped easily into the apartment. She was going to have to buy a whole hell of a lot of air purifiers.
She dropped her belongings unceremoniously on the floor before kicking the door shut, not bothering to lock it. First thing was first...she needed a shower.
Soon she had bathed, unpacked her clothes and finally curled up to sleep. Tomorrow would be her first day of 'information gathering'...in high school.
The pale faces of the children regarded her curiously, for she was obviously from out of town. This place, while mostly sunny, had a habit of causing children to want to stay indoors. Probably due to the amount of criminal activity in this area. As a result her well-tanned skin was something of an oddity here, she supposed. Not that she was Native American, though it was in her odd heritage somewhere...No, her skin color was a result of her outside frolicking in what was essentially the nude.
It was loud here. She wished she'd have brought some ear-muffs or something to muffle the noise of all these chatty humans packed together. As the young woman stopped outside a classroom to reach into her bag and search for a hat or a pair of headphones she froze as something strange hit her senses.
Her nose twitched slightly as she caught a highly unfamiliar scent and stopped searching for a moment as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up with anxiety. Her eyes narrowed as she glared around herself, unsure what she should make of the strange scent or even what variety of creature it could be. It smelt not of the musk of land animals, nor did it smell of the tang of sea creatures, neither did it have the almost sulfuric scent of a reptile. This creature, for creature it must be, smelled of something completely alien, and it smelt dangerous...
She zipped up her bag and shrug it over her shoulder as she veered cautiously out of the slow stream of teenagers and into the office to pick up her schedule. The secretary looked bored as she handed the paper over. The young woman tried to keep her cool and breathed deeply to fight back the adrenaline rush that was starting. Even if the creature was dangerous, there wasn't much it could do surrounded by so many people.
"Welcome to High school, Jaycee. Try not to be eaten alive."
The female werewolf gave the secretary a forced smile. Perhaps the elders had a true task for her here, after all.
