Otter Creek White Noise

I can imagine!

Burke let out a warning growl to the boy before him. In a way Burke was reminded of Damien when seeing this young male. He was cocky, too cocky. Burke was a bit torn because he didn't feel like disciplining some stranger but he also didn't want the teenager to walk over him. Burke was pretty much done with him already. At first he seemed interested in the name of his pack but then he dared to talk back to him. If there was something Burke disliked, then it was younger teenage wolves talking back like they knew it all. As the wolf was talking about how how he didn't care and how he wasn't going to do any stupid shit Burke decided that this was the perfect moment to attacked the talkative boy. 

Burke rushed forward, there wasn't much aggression in his attack. But it was a clear warning for the boy to fuck off. With one howl Burke could call his pack and then this young wolf was going to be killed or at least be chased down. He knew at least some of his wolves were eon patrol on this side of the forest. Burke shot forward and tried to give the young boy a warning bite/nip on his shoulder. It wouldn't give any wounds just a good bruise the boy was going to feel if it was a hit. If it wasn't a hit then at least the boy would know very clearly that the male gave a warning for him to behave around him and possibly leave him. Now it was time for the youngster to leave, Burke gave him a chance to leave this part of the creek and make space for him. If he was arrogant enough to stay then Burke would have to resort to other matters which wouldn't be favorable for the young male.

Burke disliked his tone and even though this was a stranger Burke wasn't going to let himself be pushed around on the territories close to Black Feather. His attack had been a warning at best, so it wasn't like the alpha was plainly attacking. Still there was seriousness in his warning, a warning that definitely need to be taken in account.