Moonlight on water

Yeah who loves a bunnybutt of a male anyways? :P

Burke noticed her crying was only getting worse. This was something he intended. Now her insults would hopefully roll out. Burke was all very curious towards female behavior. It was always so.. unpredictable. The large male studied her reaction. Her sobbing grew worse and worse to then have her calm down. He readied himself for her. "Mothers are always right," he returned calmly.

If Burke was really honest he actually liked his docked tail. It gave him something different from all the other males. Along with his battle scars that littered his body. "I bit off my tail myself," he explained and was back to grinning. He remembered the day well when his tail got stuck and he had to bite through it if he ever wanted to be freed. It was his own therapy of strength. He was the strongest. Survival of the fittest. "I don't believe you have a mate, or several even. Males would run away with all of your over-emotional behavior. Even the nice guys. Just being honest with you, babe. You will never get a mate if you don't get that crying under control."