Broken Antler Fen A son with wanderlust

Not to worry!!

Burke instantly heard her defensive tone which was not so sickeningly sweet. At least that would give a pinch of more respect. Burke couldn't take any female with such sweet voices serious. He didn't understand who would fall for such trickery. The older male huffed at the female, ears flattened. His docked tail stood up. Burke didn't even intend to fight her but he liked that she thought that he would make it into one. "And I am warning you that you are too close for my comfort," he pointed out to the female as she spoke about just passing.

Burke snorted when she commented that she was quick. He had never been quick with that heavy body of his. Now with his old age he didn't even think of chasing after her. "Then why don't you run off as quickly as you can. Then you will be out of my hair," he huffed. Burke reminded himself that he should be looking for his son instead of verbally bantering with this stranger.