[center][h3][color=plum]Elize Vanzant[/color][/h3][/center]
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Elize merely laughed at the young man, "[color=plum]Oh believe me I'm quite well equipped to spot wolves and that is not a wolf. Far from it, more likely a bear which in this case seems to be far worse of a trade off.[/color]" This time her smooth voice was filled with laughter, she had forgotten how easy it was for a human to mistake her kind for a human. Most would never mistake her for anything other than a predator. She had no interest in fooling with a werebear, especially one who was glaring away when she'd never even met Elize. They were always best to ignore, she had come across a few in the time before she joined the pack she was with and they were never delightful beings. Something about a feud of some sort between the two species but it wasn't anything Elize had any experience with. 

The tall young she wolf looked directly at the male now as she allowed her wolf to come to the surface just enough to fill her mouth with teeth that should not have been there and her eyes to change to a vibrant yellow, eyes that belonged in the face of a tall tawny she wolf rather than this human skin she was stuck in currently. She wasn't attempting to scare him but simply show him that if there were any wolves here it was her. She had little fear of other wolves, her wolf's face was criss crossed with silver and white lines as was her chest and front legs. Her entire body was covered in battle scars but the visible ones lay where her fur was not so thick. Her human skin showed no sign of these wounds though it carried its own scars. 

"[color=plum]Wolves are not so easily recognized, we blend in much better than a bear in sheep's clothes.[/color]" She explained as she pushed away the wolf so that her human features returned.