Nocturne Summit yondering

Jomyo liked to think she was good at reading strangers thanks to a lot of experience with it (most wolves she met were strangers, after all), and so far, was finding no outright cause for alarm in the presence of this dark wolfess. But that same exposure granted her own healthy respect for what could lurk just out of sight. She always kept suspicions just sharp enough.. just in case.

When she mentioned pack, the Eizokusei scout gave an evident sniff in her direction. Prior, she'd already recognized it, vaguely enough: similar to that other black female with midnight eyes. "The mountain, yeah? What's it like?" she gestured her nose towards the towering peak of Moonspear. She had approached the borderlands once but that was all. It had been quite a long time since she had last run with a pack, so she only gave a little nod beyond that. "I'm Jomyo," she offered back. "A scout too.. but not immediately of a pack right now. Just for my family, essentially.." she supposed. If she found nowhere else to be, that was always her fail-safe, and above all others, her loyalty was strongest to them in the end of it all.