Blackfeather Woods Birthday Boy

Burke was thinking about all types of strategies and how they would continue as a pack when the owl interrupted him. Burke wasn't one of those wolves that enjoyed socializing with Wild Fauna but the fact that the crows and ravens were of good use made him more civil towards them. The tank of a wolf knew that owls were predators like him with their own lore and way of thinking. He wasn't even sure why the owl wanted a conversation with him.

He lifted his head and looked at the oversized bird. His pale eyes drilling into the other's big eyes. "You have my attention," he pointed out, his voice stoic. Burke wasn't sure if he wanted to have a conversation with the other but hey, maybe it brought some useful information.