Moonspear Knock, knock...

Mitanni listened with curious interest as Judas explained he wasn't exactly skilled in hunting but had knowledge with herbs. Her brows rose and her amber eyes studied him anew, never imagining that he'd have that sort of knowledge though she couldn't have said before what she thought his specialty to be. It made her wonder what else she didn't know about him, and how many more, if any, secrets he still had.

There wasn't much time to consider it, however. Their way was suddenly barred by the approach of another wolf, a grey-speckled male who carried himself with natural authority. The little brown female's stomach lurched suddenly, startled to realize that they'd been found unawares by the pack's leader, and she sunk just a bit more noticeably into her meek posture, offering a few tail wags in silent greeting with a nervousness about her smile.

Charon. It was him, Floki's brother and the lead to the pack. The tall Beta introduced them, and Mitanni dipped her head politely as her name was mentioned, as well as her previous acquaintanceship with Floki. Her legs itched to fidget, to shift around as she typically did when nervous, but she resisted, only allowing her gaze to shift from one wolf to the other.