Blackfeather Woods Screeching Crows

Packmembers come to meh! >D

A large grey figure moved between the red bushes of the Redgrove. Burke's ears had flattened against his head as the crows screeched loudly. The worst thing was that a few of them decided that he was an actual horse and landed on his back for a ride. His blue eyes only showed his mild annoyance, along as they didn't shit on him he would be okay with it. Burke wasn't the one to get himself all fed up. Maybe he would snap at one of the crows and place it by their caches of food. It wasn't the first time he hunted those black birds.

Burke's docked tail was still held up high. Once one bird landed on top of his head, he did snapped. The bird screeched loudly as one of his paws was caught between the grey's teeth. Burke was quick to drag it down before it could peck at his eyes. The male swiftly located his bite and killed the annoying bird. After that Burke maliciously started to strip it from its feather coat, dusting the ground with black feathers. The Delta was making sure Black Feather Woods would live up to its name.