Peter was capable of a bonding loyalty that carried over to his wolf, he found it with Roman and Letha and partially with Christina before she started treated him like shit- though he supposed that was what happened when someone turned themselves into a vargulf.
Pouring some salt into Tom's hand, he couldn't say he was used to another wolf who was younger feeling than him, but it was refreshing that it wasn't doom and gloom.
"They definitely show up on film where I'm from, they like their reflections too fucking much not to." He laughed. "I try to stay away from cops as much as possible. They always try to arrest me for no particular reason other than I look like trouble." Peter was trouble, but that was not the point.
"Our Upir don't even know they are ones until they take their own lives. Until then they're considered half-upir." He took another long swig.