Strangers were never a welcoming sight to Mynthe. At this point she had gotten used to seeing familiar faces around the place, had every face memorized enough for her to make out who was a stranger and who wasn't. This guy was most certainly a stranger. She had been resting on the shore with her eyes tightly closed, body heaving though ears still lifted in alert. She didn't trust them completely still, not yet, so she kept highly alert when she was asleep most the time. The first sound for her to make out was bleating which made her grumble in annoyance though she didn't think anything of it at first. The thylacine shifted in her place in the sand, making it surround her frame. Frankly she was comfortable and under no circumstances did she want to even think about moving her place. The sunlight warmed her pelt and it was just overall a perfect day for relaxation even if in hindsight she was still cautious and alert.

She ignored the bleating for some time before hearing the yelling voice of Goldenluxury, eyes finally opening though begrudgingly. Lazily she turned onto her stomach and peered towards the stranger, a low growl emitting from her jaws. Swiftly Mynthe made her way to Goldenluxury's side, looking at Skeleton Key with distrust though she wouldn't attack yet. Every lap he swam closer to them made her more and more tensed up, muscles bunching as she got ready to attack just in case. Instead of speaking, she said nothing and watched him slump up on the shore in front of them.