A/N: I want to thank those who reviewed the last chapter, I really appreciate it. I hope everyone enjoys this! It starts directly after the last chapter.

Logan couldn't believe his eyes. There was a black wolf where Uta had once been standing. He blinked a few times, thinking it may have been his imagination. It wasn't. Her clothes lay in a pile on the ground. He noticed her book and letters sat neatly next to the fountain. The wolf, which Logan believed was Uta, paced back and forth in front of the still water.

Logan hurried down the stairs, wanting to see if this was truly her. He nearly fell over his own two feet at the bottom of the steps, but pushed himself up. As he reached the fountain, he was out of breath. He looked up to see Uta buttoning her vest. It looked as if nothing had changed. Maybe it had all been a dream, a very odd dream.

"Yes?" she inquired curiously, picking up her belongings.

"D-did I just see you a-as a w-wolf?" he stuttered, just managing to get the sentence out.

Uta's head snapped up at this, "You saw?"

He nodded quickly, "So that was you?"

"Yes," she said slowly, nervously grabbing at something hanging around her neck.

"You're also a shape shifter?" he said incredulously.

"No, just into a wolf," Uta explained, "That is my family's signature creature, our second body."

"You can do that anytime?" he kept inquiring, falling in step with her as she made hurried steps to the school.

"No," she said, while quickly pulling open the door.

"What? Only during a full moon?" he said with a laugh as they reached the bottom of the stairs.

Uta made an abrupt stop. She had her books and letters under one arm. Her other was extended, her claws out at full length against Logan's neck. She looked at him scathingly. His eyes had become serious, loosing the joyful laughter. He knocked her hand away, ignoring the blood that gently dripped from the gashes on her hand. She scowled and quickly sheathed them, turning away from him and going up the stairs. He leant against the wall, not bothering to apologize this time.

Uta was cursing every swear word she knew in every language, very loudly. Several students' heads peeked curiously from behind doors. They watched her stomp down the hall towards the steps to her own room. She reached her door and searched for a few moments for the key Storm had given her. She went in, kicking the door shut behind her. Carefully setting her book and letters on the top shelf of her closet, she turned and saw a comfortable bed waiting for her. It wasn't nearly time for her to be tired, it happened to be when she was most awake. She hardly ever slept, but mostly during the day if she did. Silently slipping from her shoes and clothing, she shifted into the familiar black wolf. She curled up on the bed, forcing herself into a sleep, a rather restless one.

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Storm awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. She quickly showered and got ready. She was given instructions to show Uta the class room that would become hers. She was also to help her unpack her belongings, along with the Katie's. At least it was a Saturday, there were no classes to cancel.

Storm found Uta's door unlocked. She gently pushed it open, cringing at the creaking noise it made. A low growl filled her ears, she stepped back, looking down at a large black wolf. A leather string hung around its neck, a tooth with a ruby teardrop embedded. Storm backed up, about to call for help when Logan placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

The wolf bobbed its head, looking to Storm as if it had nodded. It turned around and nudged the door shut. Storm let go of the breath she had been holding. She turned at Logan with narrowed eyes.

"What was that?" she yelled, "Where's Uta? How did you know about it?"

"Calm down," he said while rolling his eyes, "That was Uta."

"What are you talking about?" she continued rampaging, "That was a wolf."

"Yeah, that's Uta's second form," he explained, "I can't tell you more, maybe you can ask her."

Storm hit him on the arm angrily for him not telling her sooner. He walked off, glad she couldn't see his smirk. Uta was suddenly infront of her. Long damp hair hung around her shoulders. She wore a foreign outfit, very similar to the one she had worn yesterday. Her worn leather shoes tapped impatiently. She knew this would be a long day.

A/N: So, how will the day go? I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter. Please review, no flames because I won't read them. Peace out.