Greatwater Lake God Damn it, I miss you.

Burke looked at the female who just complete ignored what was happening around her and went straight to something very personal to Burke. The tank of a male was certain Meldresi's scent wasn't in his fur especially after he went through the foul water of the swamps to save Damien, and with all the rain and current dried mud in his fur. But hey, maybe she had a super nose on top of having eyes like a hawk. Burke's ears flattened because he didn't /want/ his personal problems become a pack problem. 

"I hope you realize you crossed a very big fat line. I am not going to discuss my problems with you. Not yet, to say the least," he spoke, surly the female was young a mere teenager that probably longed for romance and fantastic fairytale reunions but Burke was convinced that wasn't going to happen. If Meldresi survived this storm, and that was a big IF. She wouldn't be in a good health condition. Burke would need to care for her. "She had been gone long enough," he growled, clearly not very keen on sharing it with the newest member of their pack. What was she expecting?! Him to cry out on her shoulder. No.