Bearclaw Valley the underdog

The names sounded foreign. That much, he knew. However, the animation the pup put into taking him, the insistence on the names, they must have been important to him. Even Xan had taken to repeat the names, though his reasons unlike the smaller siblings. 
Who were the strange named wolves?

"I will find them for you, when the time is right, small one."

Cry murmured the words, but mused in the idea, nevertheless. Where could he find this Peeridot, this Bulder? 

The shadow glanced at Xan, wondering his knowledge on the names, but kept silent, as usual.