Hello? Anybody there?

Burke didn't hear the female wolf at their borders because she didn't howl, and frankly the alpha male was rather busy. The Tornado that went around their territory still created a lot of damage to their home. The western flank was flooded with foul swamp waters. They dark forest had never experienced such a flood to Burke's knowledge. The wind had ripped holes into the canopy of dark leaves. It was saddening. Even the crow population seemed to have fled. The immense tank of a male wasn't going to get beaten down by weather though. The dark king worked hard to keep his pack running. So part of their lands were flooded. Black Feather Pack was also lucky since some deer downed in the bad weather or broke their legs on the slippy muddy grounds. Burke had killed three deer already, which were just waiting their deaths in the mud, and brought them to the infirmary for the pack to eat from. He did his best. He was grumpy towards outsiders but very caring towards his pack members.

The grey tank trotted forward. His docked tail held high, he lost his tail when he was only 6 months old. Not that Burke cared. His docked tail prevented him from being scared, ever. Burke figured because he wasn't capable of putting his tail between his legs that he couldn't reach that mental state of feeling 'fear'. Though, what he wouldn't admit was that he was pretty scared for the life of his dearest mate. Meldresi wasn't in their territory when the storm raged on. He feared the worst for his wifey, being all alone, and possibly being injured. That is how he stumbled upon the female waiting by their borders. He was on his patrol, trying to see if he could catch a scent of his Dark Queen. His pale blue eyes fell on the female, clearly not his mate. Instantly he raised his head and stump of a tail into dominant position. Yet, Burke was always calm. With a calm and assertive demeanor he stepped towards the young female. She wasn't that much older than his three spiderlings.

"What is your business here?," the male instantly asked. They weren't going to take in refugees from the storm. He only wanted hard workers. He had enough mouths to feed with six youngsters and around eight adults if not more. He wasn't counting. Burke was covered in mud since their territory was basically one muddy basin, and with all the rains. Burke as a heavy build male, and with his docked tail, it gave him even more of a square build. He looked like a robust tank.