Haunted Wood If you build it, he will come

Burke had to laugh at the girl. He was most certain that she was scared of him. But she kept her voice surprisingly steady. But the girl should learn that Burke wasn't afraid to tempt death. He couldn't care less that the others would put a bounty on his head if the girl got hurt. Maybe if she went missing it would be far more fun to see them worry. "Do you see my tail between my legs? No. I'm not scared. Your threads are empty. Your pack isn't here and I am not on your lands, and currently not even hurting you. This can change however," he stated. Frankly Burke's docked tail couldn't even reach between his legs even if he wanted to. The tank of a male kept his pale eyes on her. He had to admit she did have some fire for staring right back at him. 

"You won't even tell me how my son is doing after an injury?," he let out, fake hurt. He wished to know how badly injured the grey fly was, and where. So he would know it once he would face the other what his weak points are. Maybe he should give her one, just bite her good to make her talk, though her yelp shouldn't be too loud. He wasn't too keen on actually facing her parents again, or well, that alpha pair he suspected of being her parents.