Haunted Wood Slumming it with the poor.

The stranger moves closer. The boy is torn between the desire for more distance between them and the curiosity inherent within, reaching out with an eager nose to gather information from their coat. He can smell other wolves but nothing of great importance; nothing familiar, anyway.

It is when the stranger lifts their head and howls which Komet reacts to mercilessly - ducking down, curling his tail to his belly, his ears vanishing against his scalp. His haunches quiver. Maybe he will bolt away from the sound - but then it concludes and the dark giant is talking at him again, his tone vaguely menacing.