Two Rivers Isle AND I'M LIKE; YOU SON OF A FUCKING MALFOY

Burke noticed the storm coming, though the male didn't look up from a bit of thunder and lightning. The male trotted through the heavy rain that came down upon him. His thick alaskan coat helped him to not feel much. After all his undercoat stayed rather dry.

The male knew that with heavy rains, and being close to rivers, that they could flood. They had this happen in Black Feather once before. The male walked over to the edge of the river. The water was flowing much faster, but even if it would raise a bit he was pretty sure they would be safe.

The male wanted to know this, though their den was on higher ground in the forest, it didn't mean that water couldn't reach it eventually. The male stopped as the thunder crackled, soon followed by lightning. The male frowned, maybe he should make his way back to the den.

Burke made a quick run for it deciding he didn't want to be a fried wolf. The thunder crackled again making the ground tremble. Lighting lighted up the darker world around him as he entered the den. Malice and the two pups were there. Burke was basically dripping. "Well, that is what you would call a storm," he pointed out.