He knew Niyol wasn't too far behind. He could sense his brother in a way he couldn't with others. Maybe Menkhet. Not wanting to ruin the surprise in case Niyol was planning to sneak up on him, he kept trotting forward till he met up with the others. He needed to keep his mask in place while out in public, so his eagerness to see Menkhet would have to be put on hold, at least for the moment. He was sure she would understand. He swept his gaze to his brother when he made a noise, a brow lifting in question as Niyol looked between the two females. He looked uncomfortable for some reason, but why? Mochi didn't understand it. Then his brother seemed to remember his manners and gave his name. It was after that, Mochi caught a look from Niyol as if asking to speak to him alone. He scrunched up his nose and flicked a single ear back as if to "later, not now."

Now was hardly the time to dismiss themselves and talk amongst themselves. They only just got here and Niyol could have found him to talk to him at any point before this. It seemed so unlike Niyol though, so it left Mochi curious and wary. That is, until his attention was pulled to another male that had reached the gathering. Mochi narrowed his gaze in suspicion as the male flashed a grin at Menkhet before bumping his shoulder against the other female present. When his gaze locked with the other male for a moment, his ears pricked at the rumbling sound. Was the male growling at him? How...amusing. Mochi's lip twitched, showing the edge of a canine tooth in response as his eyes sparkled with humor. At the male's words, he fashed a lazy smirk. "Not bravery, just good manners."

His gaze then turned to the new male approaching. He smelled of the same pack as Menkhet and the other two. Where they the only two years old not from Asteraia? He had to wonder, but when the male looked at Niyol with recognition, his own gaze widened in surprise at his brother. Look who had been speaking to other wolves! He was almost proud of Niyol for getting out of Taviora. When the male spoke to Niyol, something about being a snack, Mochi couldn't help but scowl and step a little closer to his brother protectively. He thought something hinted at humor with the boy though, like it was meant as an inside joke or something. When the male looked his way, his gaze narrowed in daring. At the male's words, he couldn't help but chuckle before he shook his head.

"Too much sugar can kill you, you know. It's quite deadly." His eyes glinted as he said it, watching for the male's response. True, it might be four against two here but he wouldn't back down just cause he was out numbered. He had his brother to protect and a part of him hoped Menkhet would never turn against him. Surely their growing friendship meant more than this pissing contest. His gaze swept to her automatically, wondering what she thought of all this. That's when he caught another glimpse of the first female, the black and glden brown one. Something about her made his breath catch for a minute as he really looked at her. It was like something was tugging him toward her, like a part of himself recognized her even though he knew he'd never met her before. His gaze widened for a second before he made himself look away to compose himself. What was going on? His gaze swept to Niyol in question, as if his brother would know.