Mateo heard the voices, and his ear twitches at the sound of one he did not recognise. "Newbie..." he grunts to himself, as he throws a towel around himself, stepping out of the bathroom in a cascade of billowing steam.
He doesn't bother to get dressed, instead hefting Deathbringer from just inside the door to his room, and walking out to his packmates and the unknown wolf. If he flinches or backs off, he's too weak to represent our pack... He thinks, though he honestly wouldn't judge the wolf so quickly.
"Who's the new guy?" Mateo asks gruffly, but to his packmates, they can see right through him, Vincent might be able to notice an almost imperceptable wink.