Fox's Glade Singing in the rain

Alvorris was a tad hurt that the wolf didn't seem to happy about his presence. Alfie was always one to please, doing anything he could to earn the respect and trust of others. When someone didn't like him, he would do whatever it took to make sure they changed their views. So the little raptor set to it. Yeah my bubble, I was here first! Was what he wanted to say, instead he chirped, Well I can't fly up into the trees with my wings all soaked up like this. And I don't feel like climbing so I'm kind of stuck down here. The brown and golden spotted owl shrugged, letting his feathers settle down at his sides.

The wolf in front of him was quite big, huge actually! Though from the experience Alfie had had with wolves thus far, which wasn't that much considering he had only left the nest a mere 2 months ago, could tell that his new 'acquaintance' was still young. You couldn't have killed me, I'm fast I can move. Don't worry about it I can deal with you in my way. Alfie trailed off in a mumble, trying to keep from insulting the wolf. The large grey wolf began sniffing him, and suddenly the young owl became frightened. What if the wolf wanted to eat him? He hopped backwards a bit realizing he was pressed up against the oak tree. If the wolf felt hungry, he would be easy prey.

You're not... going to kill me though. Are you? He asked, knowing how much trouble he could be in.