Phantom Hollow Thought of all of the people

Being caught by one of these wolves was a terrible feeling, but what added insult to injury was how nonchalant the stranger was about his situation. No doubt the Moonspear wolves had spread the tale of Titmouse the Terrible, or something. The trio of sisters likely gloated about their execution of justice; so this wolf would know of him, or they should. Instead they were looking at him like some kind of lost little animal and asking stupid questions.

What happened? Your family happened, he answered venemously, raising his head and looking straight at the girl without any care if his face should scare her off. Let her be scared. She was as guilty as the rest of the wolves of Moonspear - if he were stronger, better, he would've unleashed all of his fury upon her, pissed on her remains, and left her body to rot right here in the wood. What happened - the very thought of the question was enough to make his blood boil, taking away whatever fear he might've held for the time being.

You're from Moonspear. According to your people, I killed some girl. He stated this cooly, factually, and watched her for a reaction. Eye for an eye, or some shit.