Mekoa's eyes snapped open at the sound of a nervous whicker from Guthriekai. Her black eyes sscanned the suroundings and rested overlong on the newcommer. His skin was pale, his eyes grey. And there was something... Unstable about him. As if he wasn't fully here. With her scarf and hood still drawn up, she remained where she was. She wasn't good with introductions unless it had to do with a job, and she didn't want to start now. She hungered for the meat, but she could keep a rein on it easily for the next couple hours or so.