Blackfeather Woods Aimless Direction

Burke knew this was all very difficult on the female. He watched her leave after his advise and assurance that he would protect her. Maybe the dark female didn't want his protection but for now he made it known he was there to help and council his pack mate. As he was about to walk away some squirrel ran towards him. Burke was about to ignore it but it seemed to clamp on his paw and then bite into it. Burke snarled in the brief stinging pain. He watched the squirrel face him and then fire another thing at him. Burke's pale eyes didn't look amused. A few drops of blood welling up from his paw. Was it the same rodent as he encountered last time?

Burke squinted his eyes lightly. "What is it you want my attention for, Squirrel?," Burke inquired grumpily. The large brute was clearly annoyed by the little critter and its obsession with him. It wasn't often that a rodent like this would be bothering. Now he thought of it, this never happened. So he was curious what the fella had to say.