Blackfeather Woods Jailhouse Tango

Burke showed a hint of a fond smile because Damien would bug him until he would snap at him and a sparring match would start that was how things went. It was good that the cub would learn patience now and he would learn that injury was a serious think. He started to nod slowly, as far as he could since his head was resting on his paws and against Meldresi after all. 

The large male was pleased to hear that he could start walking the tunnels. That would keep his mind off things. He was sick and tired of laying on his moss bed and doing nothing but nap and look around. He knew it was of vital importance for his bruised organs to heal well. "I'm pleased to hear that," he spoke with a soft relieved sigh. The dark male lifted his head and nudged it against her playfully when Meldresi made sure for him to know that it were more here babies rather than Bane.

Burke liked the idea that Meldresi was never mated. He was never mated either now he didn't feel as weird as Morgana told him to be. She called him the one who didn't love, well she obviously didn't know him well because, Burke had quite some love to give if he wanted to. "That is clear. Never mated because you don't want to or never mated because you never found the one you like enough to be tied to?," Burke questioned curiously. For him it was the latter. He never found a female that he was remotely interested in devoting himself too, until Meldresi showed up. Bullet was starting to become a point of interest but she was so mysterious he was uncertain if he really knew her.