"Let's hear about these resources. The main thing werewolves have going for them is just strength, you can probably beat that."

"Oh, yes. Unless they can leap or throw objects high enough to reach the clouds, which I think you would mention that. Also... there are a total of five of us, we have some miscellanea of minor magical items including the things that disguised our wings. Felix and I have an ability called dreamshaping which allows us to expand our own pocket dimensions during sleep and set portals to and from it. In practical terms, with minimal preparation, Felix's pocket dimension gives us the perfect defensible place, the ability to create any non-magical material, equipment or high-skilled personnel, free energy, and the ability to invade or escape other places by setting portals. On top of the weather-manipulation and immortality."

Then Fenris smiles in a way that is very much like an wolf baring his teeth while also being a smile.

"Good thing you welcomed us, your new benevolent dictators."

Felix glares at Fenris.

"I would like to make a formal statement that I don't go around randomly creating people. Fenris said that, all of that, because he is in a bad mood."

"Yeah. Getting stuck here must be awful, but I think we're going to want to talk to the other people with you, before we can trust you. We've been dealing with it on our own for a couple of weeks now, we can do it if we have to."

"You can meet the others, do you want to call them now? They all can fly so it wouldn't take long for them to get here."

"If that's alright, we'd appreciate it." 

Felix calls the others.

"How about Derek? Should we call him in case he has something interesting to say?"

"He has kind of a temper, he might not listen first. Wait until we talk to him, explain you mean well, maybe? He won't attack you then."

Is that his reaction to unknown winged people?

"Very well, while we wait for the others. What can you tell us about the hunters?"

"I don't really know anything. They just kill werewolves they think are dangerous."

"And I am going to assume that since they are secret and basically unaccountable for their actions, they don't have anything resembling fair trials much less forensic experts to make sure that they are being fair, in a definition of fairness that involves systematic death sentences. Joy."

"Let's at least... get more information before rounding them up with people that would hang skymages upside down," Felix says diplomatically albeit with little hope in his voice.

"I think they mean well. They just don't care about killing to keep people safe."

"Do you think Derek would know why the hunters don't go public? I can guess the standard masquerade literature reasons why werewolves would keep things a secret, but I don't see why the hunters would. Keeping people safe usually improves when you tell them that there is danger. Or when the people facing the dangers have resources that you can only get when there are more people throwing money or personnel in your way."

"I don't know! Maybe they like killing people and try to only kill dangerous ones." 

Fenris stares at Scott, one of his eyes twitch.

"So... this is a world without magic, but it is very similar to our own from what we managed to gather research wise. It must have been so shocking to find out that werewolves existed."

"Hey, you, sarcastic overlord one, let's go for a ride in my jeep. Nice peacemaker, you stay here with Scott while you wait for your friends." 

Fenris is about to reply to that, but Felix shoots a look and instead he says. "Alright then."

And here they are. Stiles sits, assuming Fenris can let himself in.

Fenris does, the wings does make sitting a bit awkward but nothing he haven't deal with before.

"Do you want to ask me something without Scott being present?"

"Did I talk to you on the phone or the careful one?"

"It was me. And I am not careless, but your friend was defending people that not only kill other people, but kill a class of people that he belongs to. It's hard not to get worked up on his behalf."

"Not saying you're careless. Not saying you shouldn't care. Just that Scott defends everyone, even the ones who've tried to kill him in the past week, and that he especially defends them from powerful strangers. He's worried about what you can do to us. All of us, everyone in this world, universe, or dimension." 

Fenris actually smiles. "That is great, actually, that Scott can care about the hunters that is. I know I come off as scary, I... am not the best at diplomacy. And I can understand the worry about your universe given our powers. I can't really offer much to help in that front, it's a reasonable worry given you don't know us that well. All I can do is not living up to your fears, being helpful, constructive and the like.

I realize it might have sounded like we wanted to hunt down the hunters for revenge, but we don't want that, we want suffering in this universe to decrease, if we could get hunters to stop killing by giving them a lot of money we would do that. It is just that the entire situation is very appalling."