Moonspear Knock, knock...

Judas could feel ticks in his mind. A small moment when it inside would chip at the walls he had tried to make around it inside his mind. It wanted out. He would not let that happen as long as it threatened those around him.

Legs feeling exhausted from the trek, he stopped when Mitanni stopped. "So this is it, huh?" The coywolf looked the territory up and down from their view. "It's nice." Or would be in the coming months when all the green had returned.

Though he hadn't felt this nervous before entering a pack's lands, if they were allowed entry. "Ready as I'll ever be" he chimed, nervously shifting his weight. As long as they had each other's backs, they should be fine.