Dragoncrest Cliffs I bet I could throw a football over them mountains.

Phobos stayed silent for a short moment after the question was asked. Pepper deserved to know, he owed him that much, but he knew that he could not confess the whole truth. "They're wolves from my birth pack. It's quite the ways away, so I suppose some of them have come to settle here."

Ears dropping and claws digging into the dirt, he glared at the empty space in front of him. "You shouldn't have been involved. You didn't deserve that." He said through gritted teeth. 

He only wished that he had told Pepper to stay in the den that day, but he knew that would not have been fair. If Pepper had not been with him he was sure he would be dead. Wolves of the mountain did not believe in mercy towards men like him.