Hoshor Plains R&R

So he was new to the region too. That was just another explanation for his odd behavior, and added more significance to his apparent habit of latching  on to the first wolf he met. First nice wolf, she corrected herself, wondering then if he'd only had unpleasant, disappointing interactions so far. 

He thought highly of her wandering habit, but Mitanni couldn't determine how to respond. Yeah, wandering was fun and all, but it didn't feel as productive as fighting or hunting did, only the second of which she showed any sort of inclination for. She hoped acting as part of her pack would help her figure out her true calling faster. 

Never lacking something to say, the chatty male left himself wide open to questioning, and Mitanni was hard pressed to pick just one to start with. She fidgeted again and tilted her head a little to the side, her innate curiosity peeking through her unease. "How 'bout we start with your name?" she asked hesitantly. It seemed as good a place as any to start.