The Ice Wolf
Around them, students shovelled food into their mouths.
"Lay it on us, dude", Flynn chuckled, shaking his shoulder-length blonde surfer's hair and winking to a group of girls sitting down at a table nearby, making them giggle nervously.
"He needs us to find a needle in a haystack", Ryan grunted, "apparently, there is a girl with a wolf locked inside her body somewhere in this school."
"How are we supposed to do that?" Harry's shoulders rose as he spoke. His kind blue eyes didn't match the rest of his bad boy look.