Snowforest Taiga i'll see you again

The creature that approached was completely befuddling -- a mix of features that called both danger and child. Like some sort of warped nightmare of his younger siblings while he was scared of them. When features drifted from what was normal wolf, he expected them to be soft -- that's how Pheiros was at least -- not sharp. Unlike the one facing him down, he couldn't place an age, at least not right this instant. 

About all he could figure out was they were female and definitely not someone in the pack. They hadn't called, either. Warlock was just left with too many questions, which almost put him right back where he'd normally be -- just confused not scared. Um. I'm Warlock. This is Legion -- my mom runs this pack. Uh. Are you looking for something? He'd been doing a bit better about being able to talk without a bunch of ums, but apparently here he regressed.