Fairspell Meadow Showered by the empty hopes

Finally it seemed to click with the female that he wasn't his son, that he was a different wolf all together. He was about to spark a conversation when an annoying son of a pup was interrupting them. Burke glared at the youngster with hatred and annoyance in his eyes. He bared his teeth at the young that he could probably rip to shreds. Burke flattened his ears as the female walked away with her prey. He would do the same if there were too many strangers around his meal. Burke let out a snarl. "You better shut your face, you disrespectful little shit," he snapped. Because the male wanted to hear more about the information this female had about his son.

"Go home," he then added, turning his head to look at where the female had relocated herself. This youngster was of little interest to him and he wouldn't hesitate to give him a nasty injury if he wasn't going to back off. The tank of a male glared at the pup that tried to look intimidating and then turned away from him, keeping his ears on him just in case. He didn't want to be attacked from the back. He moved to the female and stopped at respectful distance. "You were saying?," he asked. Because maybe she had some info that was useful to him.