Phantom Hollow fly

the wolf he found was not malice, but a muscular blackfurred wolf who seemed perturbed. "hey, friend," buffalo crooned, pausing to wave his plume in a affable way at the man. "what's bothering you?" he talked like they had been friends forever, though in truth he'd never met this wolf. he only wanted to throw the other off-guard, make him stumble and blink and eye buffalo as if he was crazy.