Phantom Hollow Nutcase

She wasn't sure what to think or what else to say, but seeing Judas begin to smile again was reassuring. Her nerves eased and a little sense of calm began to return to her, sighing under her breath when he stated the feeling was nice. Progress. For someone who'd lived through a rough life, and who'd been so hell bent on bringing death to wolves, Mitanni thought this was monumental.

Her smile returned tentatively, slowly creeping back into place as she continued to try gauging his mood and the subtle twists to it. Whatever she expected next, it certainly wasn't the favor the coywolf asked for. Teach him? Her expression blanked, stunned and lost. How did someone teach that sort of thing? Wasn't it typically just picked up along the way?

For a second, her ears dipped. Mitanni didn't feel entirely qualified for the request made of her, but they'd been doing so well in repairing their relationship. Shouldn't she at least try to help him? "I...I'm not sure how to do that," she admitted, shifting again under the weight of this new responsibility. "But I can try." There was a chance she'd need help, but that was what the pack was for. They'd look out for each other; they'd been doing it all along anyway.

Thinking about what she'd agreed to, the mottled brown wolf's lips quirked into a helpless sort of half smile. "I'm not even sure where to begin."