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

Judas held a cold glare at his joke, then out of nowhere chortled at the wolf. "I certainly like you. You show no fear!" Though if he had known that this wolf was in league with Lumar, he would utterly feel betrayed. Good thing he didn't. He felt different about this wolf. If he ever chose to go on a mad spree again, if his wolf side allowed it, he would no doubt spare him. 

"Very well. If you wish to be friends, then we shall!" he declared, rather loudly in fact. Never had the coyote side met a wolf he was this fond of before. Was the pack rubbing off on both sides? Or was it curiosity that drove him into this unlikely friendship? He did not care.