Phantom Hollow Hidden Behind Forced Smiles

Judas forced a smile on a wolf's approach from inside the territory. Obviously, they were part of the pack he came to see. The wolf side of him urged to start a slow wag of the tail. This wolf that approached, he already liked what he saw. Someone dark, and brooding. With the smells coming off her he could tell she was a herbalist. His guess was furthered when the wolfess placed a small bunch of leaves before him. He hid his knowledgeable face because he knew what these leaves were.

A short time after another wolfess came. Judas knew her to be the alpha he met, Malice. He returned her greeting with his own dip of the muzzle, keeping his tail down low to the ground. He kept his head down lower than she did, trying his best to show respect in the way he saw fit.  Another came soon after. This was certainly starting to become a crowd, and he could feel worry taking him slowly. This time, a slight twitch in his face showed the worry. He spoke no words, being careful just in case he said something wrong.

He gazed back at the leaves. He had a slightly stronger immunity to any ordinary wolf thanks to his careful consumption of many herbs that would help in doing so, though he did not have enough to negate the full effects. The itch would still happen, as would the burning in his mouth. Just less so. And with two of the wolves telling him to do so, one doing so verbally, he went the 'what could go wrong' path, and picked them up in his mouth before consuming them. It would take a few seconds on him to take effect. All he would have to do is prepare himself for those effects. Then giving them a look that plainly said 'that good?'.