Hutch instinctively stiffened as the she wolf rose to her paws, watching her carefully as she shook out her midnight fur, though his shoulders relaxed somewhat as she regarded him with a thoughtful expression and a swish of her tail before taking a few deliberate steps backwards. As soon as she bowed her head, The confusion he had begun to feel at her actions vanished as quickly as if someone had popped the emotion like a bubble. He hadn't been anticipating her changing in front of him, but had to hold back the self directed snort of derision at the simple fact that he hadn't expected the obvious. How else was she going to be able to tell him who she was? Draping his head across his forepaws, the white and black wolf listened in silence at the familiar snap and pop cacophony that accompanied the change, making a concerted effort to focus his gaze into the forest to give her what privacy he could offer.

 As the heavy panting morphed into The sound of a set of human lungs working and the painful creaking quieted, Hutch found himself counting slowly to twenty before readjusting his head and focusing his white blue gaze on the young chestnut haired woman just straightening from a prone position and crossing her arms across her chest. She was rather pretty, he couldn't help but admit that, The way she had cut her hair to frame her face and The rounded shape of her eyes, but part of him quietly wondered if he was just thinking that because she was the first female werewolf he had seen since his sister had survived the change. No... There was a certain beauty to her face, even if he hadn't been so obviously aware of her supernatural status.

"I am Sophia." She said when she had finally caught her breath, immediately causing his ears to perk as he listened attentively.  "Second in Command of the Colorado City Pack. Who are you?"

Ah yes, she had inevitably asked the question Hutch had seen coming from the moment he had realized she was transforming. Of course, that would mean he was obligated to revert to his human form as well if he intended on giving her a response... Staring quietly at Sophia for several long seconds, Almost as if he were stubbornly going to stay laying down, the Big wolf finally released a long sigh before rising to his paws and giving his own shaggy coat a shake. Stepping back, he lowered his head and closed his eyes in concentration, gritting his teeth together as the uncomfortable prickle that preceded the change spread throughout his body.

Amid the popping of his own joints, the cracking of his bones, and the squirm of muscles as they shifted and readjusted, Hutch tried to absorb The information that had been given to him, tried to comprehend why the second of a city pack would come out into the woods on her own. He could feel it when the fur receded into his skin, when the tail shrank away into nothing, and when his thumbs popped back into place on his hands, pain prickling over his raw skin as he was the one now panting into the dirt, and he took a moment to collect himself and his humanity before pushing back from the ground and folding his legs beneath him as he sat. Hazel eyes slowly opening to focus warily on Sophia, Hutch courteously propped his elbows on his thighs, draping his arms across One another to conceal anything that might be embarrassing to her.

"...Hutch." He at last responded in a smooth baritone, answering her question simply. "I'm part of the Snowden Moutan Pack." He almost lifted one of his hands to gesture back over his shoulder at the looming mountain range behind him, but caught himself at the last moment just as the muscles in his shoulder twitched to follow through with the action. After all, he wasn't sure how touchy city wolves were about nudity. "So Sophia... What brings you to the forest?" Alone, He added mentally,  highly curious about her answer but trying not to show it on his face.