Fox's Glade Singing in the rain

Alfie found Sebastian's point kind of annoying. Mostly because he knew the grey wolf was right, and he didn't like it when a wolf knew more about him than he did. But Alfie wasn't one to deny what he knew was the truth, so he chirped, Ok well I guess that wasn't to smart but I wasn't really thinking. He shrugged, and let the wolf speak. Alfie was glad that the massive grey wolf wasn't interested in eating him. That meant he might be able to feel a little safer around him.

Sebastian. That's a preppy name.Was the first thought that popped into Alfie's head when Sebastian introduced himself. Of course the oddly colored owl wouldn't say that to Sebastian's face, but he would think it all he liked. Ok, well nice to meet you Sebastian, especially under these lovely circumstances. He added sarcastically, bracing himself as a cold and wet gust of wind ruffled his feathers. He shivered for a moment, looking at Sebastian's thick coat. The wolf probably wasn't very cold. Sometimes Alfie wished he had a thick pelt like the wolves, he'd be a lot warmer come winter time if he did. Alas, he was an owl and not a wolf.

So what are you doing out in the forest by yourself? Shouldn't you be in a den somewhere snuggled up with your pack? He asked innocently, not knowing that he might be getting into a touchy area. All he knew was that he'd never met a lone wolf before. Only the pack at the Maplewoods. So he assumed all wolves stuck together.