Blackfeather Woods Screeching Crows

Hahahaha. Omg. I wrote this at 1am and my mind clearly wasn't working. XD

Burke made sure that most of the feathers were plucked by the time one of his pack mates arrived. One long feather of the bird's tail got stuck in his mouth. The large wolf quickly spit it out and turned his blue orbs on the approaching female. Slowly his brow was rising and a charming smile tugged on his lips. "We have not indeed. I'm Burke," he returned. How the tank of a wolf could look so charming was really a wonder. This female could almost be his daughter at the age she was.

Before they could converse more, Burke was even luckier because the priestess joined their presence. "Two females coming to me. I feel honored," he greeted their alpha in return. Surely the younger one was pretty but it was actually the alpha he lusted after. If only the scent of young wasn't hanging around her. By now he knew Bane was their father, or so he heard. The large male was always respectful. It seemed logical that the ones in charge were coupling together. There was nothing he could do about that.