Blackfeather Woods Life's a bitch and so are you.

Burke continued to track the faint scent, after all he was here to find food for Malice and not to have a chit chat with this newbie of a wolf that was just being noisy. There was something about not being the leader anymore. He could be disrespectful. It didn’t mind if he made mean comments towards someone. After all, it did not have any effect on her loyalty towards him. The older male looked at her with a glare. Burke wanted to keep everyone at a distance. Even her.
 
”Your face is pretty insulting,” he commented towards her with a non caring tone. He did not care if she was offended or not. Burke had more important, and personal matters to press on. Malice needed to eat to survive. If he did not find anything it would mean they were both hungry. ”You could however help me track any type of prey. Make yourself useful instead of wanting to pry, or whatever your intentions are.”