Phantom Hollow You don't have any friends! Nobody likes you!

"Well I think you haven't snapped at me because you know better," Crius joked with a goofy smile. "But It's a pleasure knowing you find me interesting, in all honesty, I figured this would be a nice opportunity to learn more about you." Judas' confession did make a few of the fibers of Crius' being cringe; the sudden change in tone, the venom in his voice, the brutality, it was almost as if Crius had met an entirely different wolf all of that time ago.

"I think I would want to be friends with the both of you, we might just have similar interest." the dusky wolf sat obverse of Judas keeping some distance in case things went south, he'd have enough space to either fight back or run, Crius preferring the latter. The two were on the same team after all, though Judas wouldn't know for a while, no doubt Lumar would ask him about any new arrivals to the pack.