Ravensblood Forest Will You Hold the Line?

Their patience rewards them as a man approaches quickly enough from within the forest. He was strange, but that was the pot calling the kettle black in Hieronymous' case, donning his own unique coat - though there was one more thing to take note of, was the man's tail. He was not a full wolf and that alone was quite curious enough. Keeping his thoughts to himself, Hieronymous wouldn't dare to expose his internal monologue and questions in regard to this individual through facial expressions.

He was an open book to those he trusts, but he knew how to keep face in moments like these. He remains neutral in expression, watching the man and listening to the conversation at hand quite carefully. The tone of his voice, and the way he carried himself. The Constable squared himself off as well, clearly unafraid or even apprehensive in the presence of this man. 

Ira must have heard more of this group than Hiero had during his meeting with the woman at Kaistleoki's borders, and so, he was here simply as support. Even though he studies the other man, the piebald knight's eyes still wander the woods around them, careful in keeping his attention on their surroundings should more come to answer the call too.