~Mika, approaching Nat's wolf pack~<br/><br/>Mika heard a howl of invite, but wasn't sure if it was aimed towards her or not. She had sounded off a howl earlier, but had it gone unnoticed? She took a few more steps, before noticing a timber wolf approaching her. His stance did not portray friendliness, but uncertainty and perhaps even aggression. Mika halted, standing in the water with the light glistening off her white fur and the river surface. She watched the wolf, she would hate to have to tear him to shreds if he attacked. A light breeze rustled through her fur. Her head tilted back, howling for alert.