Wapun Meadow i used the silk of my dress

Pheiros missed the flare of hate in the stranger's eye, which was probably good because he was already kind of nervous when meeting new wolves. His response was weird, and Pheiros looked around curiously before looking back to the dark man. Like me? he asked. What did he even mean by that? And the way he had phrased it made Pheiros think that someone was with him, but his inspection of the area only provided him with the stranger he was talking to. 

He asked if Pheiros was alone, and he nodded. Yeah. I live not very far from here. Strange place to start a conversation, but he was friendly and laid back enough that he just went with it.