Phantom Hollow Sneaky Sneak

Judas watched in interest as the brown-black wolf went on about members of the pack. He took each into account, starting with the largest threats. Three fighters, the first being the alpha and another being the beta. I remember her name mentioned. She went on about the two other fighters besides the alpha having taken a liking to each other. He could certainly use that to his advantage, when the time comes.

The name of the healer burned into his mind. He already knew who that was. "Ah yes, the healer. I had a special welcome from her upon arrival." The itching sensation he imagined, sending a minor chill along his muzzle. If he could have it his way, he would find out everything about her first. Everything. He hated when a wolf made a mockery of him. Then an idea flashed across his mind. One he would save for later with this added information. He was most certainly surprised by the amount of members, having expected more.

Indeed, Judas was a wolf-hater. Though he was also a man of his word. He just tended to twist those words around. "Very well. First, we must find a water source. If you know of one, please. Lead the way." Since he was demonstrating, he was not, ever, demonstrating in dung. He readied himself and stood on all fours, ready to follow.