"Let me get this straight... your a werewolf, Liam will become a werewolf, Malia is a werecoyote, there are other werepeople roaming about, Lydia is a banshee, Stiles use to be an evil nogitsuwhatever, Kira is a thunder-kitsune, and I'm an undetermined-kitsune?" Nokomis asked in an attempt to clarify all of the things that Scott had just told her about, disbelief still written all over her face from the start of this whole crazy nonsense.

He only gave a nod.

"Umm, yeah well, I don't believe you." She muttered and reached for her stuff that was sitting just to the left of her on Scott's bed but Stiles beat her to it. "Oh come on! I'm not going to be late for school just because you two want to play make belei-." She cut herself off rather abruptly as her eyes moved back up to Scott whom had somehow shifted into a sort of beast-mode with red eyes and fangs and claws and fur protruding from the sides of his face. "Alright, I believe you now... but how could you possibly know that I'm a kitsune like Kira?"

"Because I can see the real you, and we actually sort of confirmed it by slipping you some wolfsbane at lunch. That's why you blacked out at the try-outs yesterday, it's like our kryptonite. Don't worry, it was only a small bit - no long time effect or anything like that." His words were at first serious... but then he must of lost his train of thought because he got all nervous talking as he tried to explain while blinking his eyes causing everything un-human to shrink away.

Crossing her arms she pursed her lips, they were so stupid. What if they'd given her too much, she could of died! "What do you mean by, 'the real me'?"

"Kira has a sort of electric aura about her in my alpha vision as a fox. Yours is white and kinda' wispy." He then gave her an apologetic look before continuing with an, "I'm sorry... about yesterday. At the hospital. If I'd known you'd get pulled into a deadly situation like that I would have just gotten Lydia to take you home."

"Sure, sure. So, who was that guy that attacked me and Liam last night anyway?" Nokomis waved off his apology and asked the question she was most interested in hearing the answer to.

That's when Stiles stepped forward to take his turn at explaining while also handing Nokomis' bag back to her. "It was a windingo, but you don't have to worry about him anymore... seeing as he sort of got killed by another bad guy that doesn't even have a mouth and throws axes around at people. We're calling him The Mute."

"Well that's encouraging." She sighed, placing a hand to her forehead. "Look, I'm not okay with getting put down as tardy... will you give me a ride or not?"

Leaping out of Stiles' van, Nokomis made a beeline for the school - but someone had the bright idea to grab her and pull her back by her arm.

Whirling around on both Stiles and Scott, she gave them one heck of a 'what in the hell do you want now' look. "I swear, I'm about this close to slapping the both of you!" She shouted at them accusingly and quickly covered her mouth with a hand right as the last word made its way from her lips. Hopefully no one heard that.

"Would you calm down for like one minute!? We just want to ask you to do this one tiny thing for us." After yelling right back at her, Stiles dropped his voice into a whisper. Wow, this guy was really starting to urk her nerves.

Sighing, she looked over at Scott and waited for him to ask her this 'tiny' favor. "Could you please just keep an eye on Liam, just in case things get out of hand? Here's my number so you can text me." After handing her his number the two best friends strode past her, and she soon followed after - thankful for when they finally turned down a different hallway to get to their own class as she made her way to hers.

There was still some slight disbelief within her, but everything that Scott had described about a Kitsune made absolute perfect sense and it also matched up with her family history. Her great-great-great grandmother was said to have been Japanese (where the kitsune legends had firstly originated)... her father had told her that she moved to Russia as a runaway - so that's how they'd ended up in Romania. Oh, and then there's the fact that a sword (family heirloom) which had been passed down throughout their many generations was currently framed on the wall of her bedroom (she knew what she'd be doing when she got home).

No wonder they had me take gymnastics all those years.

Lost in her own thoughts, she barely registered Mason ask how she was feeling today until he tapped her on the shoulder and repeated his question. "I'm much better actually, thank you!" She replied, forcing on a reassuring smile before turning to watch as Liam came walking into class right before the bell and took to his regular seat. Their eyes met briefly and Nokomis expressed concern for the newly turned werewolf. He gave her a pitied look of sorts, but mostly seemed rather pleased to see her.

Deciding to write him a note so that their words would not be eavesdropped on, she tore out a sheet of paper from her notebook.

She wrote: 'Are you okay?'

Then after folding it twice over, she leaned over and sat it onto his desk. After writing something himself, he passed the note back over to her. Carefully unfolding it, she read what it wrote - her cheeks growing rather warm.

It said: 'Yes, but every second after you'd been pulled away from me had been excruciating. You don't know how relieved I was to know that you were okay. I hope your feeling alright. I'm actually not into writing notes, so here is my number instead! (:

- 870 555 9080'

Though she was extremely excited about the smile he'd included she had to force those feelings down because she knew they wouldn't be able to talk about the strange things that had happened last night once they got to next period since Mason would be there too, so she quickly pulled out her phone and entered his number into it before sending him a text.

'I tried so hard to stay awake, but the fall down the stairs and the head smashing combined would have none of it. Scott filled me in on what happened afterwards and before (saw him after I woke up). How's your arm where he 'bit' you?'

It took him a while to respond, Nokomis figured he was trying to think of what to say back.

'Oh wow, definitely didn't think you'd hear about that whole awkward situation... but don't worry, it's actually fine. No indentions or anything!'

Obviously he wasn't about to go into detail for her, so she just sent him a simply text saying 'that's great' which she knew he probably wouldn't reply to (and he didn't) but that's what she had hoped for - no use getting her phone taken over general chit-chat that they could easily talk about in Biology.

After their short conversation over both the note and texting, the two hardly talked throughout the duration of the rest of their class until dismissed. During which time she noticed how jerky he was acting, sort of like he was beginning to get rather skittish or shy of loud noises. Scott had predicted this would happen, but Nokomis was at first resistant to offer assistance – hoping it wouldn't last much longer… but unfortunately her wishful thinking proved untrue when things in fact got worse once they got into their Biology class.

Unsure as to what to do at first, she tried to remember what Scott had told about the ways he sometimes had to help Malia. Going out on a limb to assume that he used intimate measures, she reached out and rested a hand on his upper-inner thigh and tried not to blush as she turned her head to face him. Looking carefully into his eyes as he had also moved to gaze upon her, she watched as his anxious behaviors subsided. Now mesmerized, it took her a moment to realized that she still had her hand on his leg and quickly but slowly slid her hand away. "Better?"

"Much."

Smiling at what she had just accomplished, Nokomis went back to work on their current assignment.

The next couple hours seemed to drag on without anything too interesting happening around her, and when finally lunch rolled around she was more than relieved to make her way over to Scott and the other's table.

Sitting down, she listened in on what they'd been discussing upon her arrival – receiving nods of acknowledgement as she rested her eyes on each that surrounded her.

"I say if it keeps him from murdering someone we chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake." Stiles was suggesting, and Nokomis figured he must have been talking about Liam.

Malia raised a hand, "I'm in."

Nokomis was just about to speak up in Liam's defense, but Scott beat her to it. "We're not killing or kidnapping him."

"Then let's be smarter." Lydia, whom was the only one in the group that she had yet to meet, spoke. "We tell him there's a party and invite him."

Stiles frowned, "so, you're going to ask out a freshman?"

Lydia only shook her head. "No, I'm done with teenage boys. Why not let Nokomis here ask him out? He seemed awfully fond of her yesterday when he came running over to see what was going on after the wolfsbane took effect. I mean, she is a kitsune… and you do know what they call a female fox right, a vixen."

"Wa-wait, me? There's no possible way that I could ask him out without goofing things up! Besides, I don't really want to get involved with whatever you guys are planning." The blonde Romanian exclaimed, her brows furrowing in disapproval.

"I'm sure he'll forgive you after it's all over with and he's come to terms." Stiles was nodding, clearly okay with what had been advocated.

"You can do it Nokomis." The red head smirked, clearly confident in her devised plan. "Be a vixen."

A/N :: So in this chapter, we get to find out things about Nokomis ^^ yay! Thanks to all those that have favorite and followed, sending you bunches of love!

p.s. When Scott and Stiles kidnapped Liam, Nokomis was actually hidden from his sight! I'll explain where she was in the next chapter c;