Whitewater Gorge New neighbors? Great...

Before he'd disappeared, Cogitemus had planted an idea in Mitanni's head. He'd mentioned how she might be well suited for ranging, for wandering and gathering information, and the idea had instantly appealed to her. She wasn't entirely sure how to go about it, but it was definitely something she wanted to pursue.

But with her pack so newly formed, she didn't feel right going far. The lithe little wolf stuck close, beginning to investigate neighboring territories during her free time, and during this particular outing she realized she wasn't the only Moonlit Hills wolf in the vicinity. Malice?

With ears perked, the howl resounding in her ears, the amber-eyed female trotted hurriedly to answer, held in her customary relaxed posture with her head and tail low. These were unclaimed lands, and she always tried to look as inconspicuous as possible when beyond her pack's borders. She chuffed softly to let Malice know she was there as she approached, her expression curious. "Hello, Malice," Mitanni greeted as she strolled to a stop, detecting on the air the very same thing that had stopped her alpha but she made no comment.