Fox's Glade Singing in the rain

Sebastian looked at the owl skeptically. "And your kind is known for their wisdom...," he pointed out, though it didn't sound too mean, it was rather a statement. The wolf didn't want to close his eyes but he was tried. Then the owl also made one of his sarcastic comments. Sebastian was so done with him already. Pff. How was it that fate would do these things to him. He moved his face away in annoyance when some splatters went his way as the owl ruffled himself. Sebastian let out a soft scowl at the bird. Sebastian was rather cozy under his plush fur. 

"I am not in a pack," he returned. The owl was still sitting there being ... Sebastian wasn't sure if he was annoyed by the bird or not. Now his mind moved to Haven and being snuggled up with her. How unfair. Sebastian let out a soft puff. "I am a lone wolf and once I find a female to settle down with then I might look for a pack that suits us both or just start our own," he pointed out to the bird. He would probably not even understand that. He wasn't even sure if owls mate for life. Not that he was interested in that topic at all. This owl looked young, he was probably not even thinking about that part of his life.