"Not far," the Feari hissed in answer, then it stopped and sniffed the air. It had smelled the rotting stench before the man had, but now it looked around for the source. Its black eyes fell upon a human corpse. The Feari stepped forward, sniffing at it. It had been down here for a while, by the smell of it, and under normal circumstances, the Feari may have taken a bite, for even though it wouldn't kill humans to eat, if here was a dead one, what was the difference?
"A body," the Feari hissed, to tell the man why it had stopped. Then it started walking again. "Humansss have namesss," it said unexpectedly. "What isss yoursss?"