Blackfeather Woods I'm not crying, I just got dust in my eye

Burke watched Damien and knew all too well that Damien was getting to the age where he was going to decide to stick around or to find a new home, maybe even create his own. Burke hoped he wouldn't. Then Cicero would probably leave too, and then Black Feather would be quite empty. The large tank nodded quietly to Damien. "I will leave you then, do return because I will start looking for you after two weeks," he pointed out, he tried to make it sound teasing but it was far from. The male quirked up his lips, wanting to be supportive of Damien at least working on himself.