The Bracken Woods disappear from everyone i hold so close to me

He doesn't even notice the other wolf's presence, not until he hears the quiet fuckfuckfuck and a snorted laugh forces itself from his burning throat. He opens his eyes, gaze fixing to the source a moment later — a silver wolf, young, red-eared and green-eyed. Cute, he thinks, seeing hints of Delight in the delicacy of the boy's build, but the thought passes as quickly as it strikes him.
Yeah, He croaks, voice wry. You know, he got that reaction when he was alive, too. As soon as the words are out of his mouth, he feels bad; the kid is obviously spooked, and... maybe there's something wrong with him, too.
Um, are you okay? He tries, taking a few steps closer to get a better look; there's an odd familiarity to the stranger's features that he can't quite pinpoint, and it makes his skin crawl.