Big Salmon Lake [m] how can i be a black hole and your favorite constellation?

A voice sounds from beside him like the crack of a whip; or maybe more like somebody who has chain-smoked Marlboro reds for twenty years. Hefty, tough, and for a second Peregrine feels fear spike the hair at his nape.
Who the hell are you? his voice creeps out from between chapped lips, head jerking rather violently from the water's edge. What happened to hi, how are you, my name is? You look like a cow had sex with a bullfrog.
And it was true, she kind of did. When he gets a good look at her, he cannot help but notice the peppering of — spots, yes, a wolf with spots. His eyes did not deceive him. But that was not the point. What did she want from him?