Blackfeather Woods and what price will you pay?

So, this guy knew about them. Of course he did; if he had been living within the woods this whole time, he'd have heard the howls and found the scents on any routine patrol of the neutral territories. The way the other wolf spoke of them sounded as if he had history with them — of similar calibre to Reyes' own, which made him good company.

The offer to inspect the wound made Reyes bristle a little, regardless. He did not know this guy. He especially did not like being in a vulnerable state; but he needed the help, so he had to suck it up and handle it. 

Bite to my shoulder. Think it ripped through a lot of it. I got her back pretty good — grabbed a leg, I think? Heard it crunch. He paused, sighing, and let the stranger get close enough to investigate on his own terms. Just don't go pokin' at it. He warned.