Haunted Wood but soon his bittersweet started to rub off on me

Another wolf was drawn into the conversation; she was larger than the other one, and thus more intimidating. She could easily tear him apart if she found out what he was trying to do. Phillip swallowed nervously. Gotta act as normal as possible.

Yeah, that's right. His gaze shifted between the two. Ok, now what should he say? Give them his name? Yes, that sounded good. I'm- Wait he couldn't give his real name! They'd be able to track him down, and Rockhopper wouldn't be too happy about that. Alright, think.. think..

Uh. My name's Seagull. Like those birds he saw back at the old camp. That's a decent fake name right?