Phantom Hollow He's seen too many stare downs between the sun and the moon

Esteban watched as the grumpy female-zombie came over to him, almost backing up in wariness. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea, howling right near the dens. But what else was he supposed to do? He smiled kindly at the woman. "Hola, I am Esteban. And you?" he said in his honey-dipped Mexican vocal chords. 

Another wolf showed very soon after, a young male. "Hola, amigo. What es your name?" he said in a slightly more friendly manner.