[center][color=lightsteelblue][h3] Niall [/h3][/color][/center]
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Niall laughed, a deep booming sound with a hint of roughness. A smile lit his face as he looked at the witch, "[color=lightsteelblue]I am fairly laid back compared to my pack mates and most of the others that I have met. I would not recommend asking my father so many questions should you ever meet him. Most definitely do not offer to shake hands or look him in the eye. It ends poorly when he forgets he isn't dealing with other Lycans. Social etiquette I suppose one would say. Politically there isn't a lot of outside politics, the only time the Alpha's come together is when there is a rogue or someone wants to swap packs. As far as us being segmented geographically as you put it generally packs aren't. My father is a very persuasive man.[/color]" Niall pursed his lips, still faintly smiling as he thought of his father. He looked only to be in his late 30s and was a massive beast of a man not unlike Niall. 

Shrugging his broad shoulders as he thought about his home and his family. They were a mixed bag of personalities, likes, and dislikes. They were all unique and different but they all had the wolf in common. "[color=lightsteelblue]Have you any other questions?[/color]" Niall asked kindly before drinking the last bit of his sweet tea and set the glass down. This little cafe that was near the forest and away from the other buildings of the school was one of Niall's favorite places, it allowed him to sort of feel like he was at home as opposed to here at school. He liked being here at school but he always missed being around his own people.

The little cafe was just that, a small cottage style building that had tables both inside and outside on the stone patio. Potted plants stood along the walls and make for a cozy homey feel. They served sweets, light breakfast meals, and lunches of sandwiches and other simple but homey food.