Moonspear First Impressions

He gave her a bit of space when he stopped, for which Mitanni was grateful; she rather liked her space, even among wolves that she knew and trusted. His name was logged away--his peculiar appearance would undoubtedly help her keep it matched with its owner--and his inquiry drew out a quick nod of her head. "I am. I'm Mitanni Anath," the little wolf introduced, widening her smile just a little. As much as Moonlit Hills had disheartened her, she still tried to be optimistic. The wolves here would hopefully surprise her in the best way.

"I was on my way to explore the forests. I want to be familiar with the area if and when some hungry animal comes looking for food." The region couldn't stay empty of greens forever, right? The spring weather was still perfect for growth, and nothing else had changed to jeopardize the earth's revival. She looked at Harley anew, tilting her head a little. "I'm told hunting is still scarce here too. It seems that way everywhere right now."