Shadewood You're just like your father

Burke watched as the stranger came forward. He showed a submissive nature which was something Burke deemed acceptable in this situation. He was more leaning towards the neutral-dominant side mainly because he was used to carry himself high and authoritative. The rain was coming down hard and he almost didn't hear the male's name. Burke always thought names were relative. This male could have made up this name like he would often do. He rather liked another answer to his question who he was.

"Thor," he responded to the other. Not they moth exchanged names and were nothing further in their conversation, or exchange of knowledge. How inefficient. Burke stepped forward with some curiosity. This male seemed ... not very lively. Perhaps he had been a loner for a long time. Burke decided not to make too many assumptions. "You are very close to my pack's borders," he pointed out. "Do you have an interest in joining or are you traveling somewhere?," he asked.