Stone Circle he's got a face to make you fall on your knees

Two wolves arrived, one after another. They bore some resemblance, and Sriracha immediately assumed they were related, though he said nothing of it. What if he was wrong? Then that would be really awkward and would really throw a wrench into his plans. So Sriracha held his tongue in that regard. Sriracha smiled genially and bowed into submission fit for a wolf of his situation. These wolves, or at least the male, were more outwardly friendly than any leaders he'd met thus far.

Hello, he greeted in return. My name is Sriracha. Me and some friends are settling down a little to the north of here. I wanted to make you and yours aware and offer our friendship. He played it off like he wasn't here by accident. Chance was just as good a reason as intention.