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As Lunaria edged closer, it was obvious that her appearance wasn't expected soon enough seeing as both wolves were startled. 'Ha HA! My prowling skills must be improving then!' -- a victorious thought that made the raven grin to herself rather mischievously. She'll take note of this for later use when tracking down prey.

When the two wolves turned around to glance at her, her glassy eyes widened ever so slightly in suprise of one face in particular. His pelt resembled earthy soil peeking out of sparse snow, and with the exaggerated ears and slender facial features, Luna could've sworn he was a coyote. Mabey he was -- but if so, why did he smell like a wolf? 

"Popping up out of nowhere to bother others seems to be my specialty nowadays. It is how I met my new alpha afterall..." She joked lightheartedly while coming to a halt, briefly recalling the events from a few weeks ago while introducing herself as a new pack member to the two.

Luna briefly bowed her head to them both in greeting before turning her gaze towards the fellow with scars along his mug. A squirrel, huh? Not the expected meal of choice for two grown wolves -- maybe they were using it as target practice? "I'd love to crash your hunting party--" still, the huntress was far too intrigued to refuse the offer, and ended up accepting Bronco's invitation regardless. "That is, if you'll let me?" Came a follow up question upon seeing the boy's whiskey gaze travel towards his partner. It could be assumed her "Party crashing" was ultimately up to him....