Firestone Hot Springs You got someone to blame

Dang it, she was good. Burke let out a soft scowl to the female because not many had the talent that this female had. The large male looked around, the despair of loosing his mate weighted heavily on his heart. He casted his eyes in the empty void before him. The large male then let out  a cry that poured from his heart. Not sure why he wad even tempted to do this in the first place. He felt quite vulnerable as he cried out, which turned into a howl later on. 

But as he howled on, and his heart grew lighter Burke realized that he didn't care what the female would think right now. His voice just cried out. Long interrupted howls that were close to make the ground tremble. Burke had quite the booming voice, which came with his frame. Big lungs supported the long howls. His mind went surprisingly empty, only focussing on the way his added howls were formed, bringing the right message of his grief to these waste lands.