Broken Antler Fen Grandpa Burkiebutt at your service.

Burke watched the pup as it pushed his fat body to his feet and then tried to scramble his way past him to go outside. What did catch his attention was that the pup was not really afraid of strangers. Maybe that was a good thing, not a skittish little thing. Burke gave him some room to pass and then turned. His docked tail held up, it was so automatic for him to carry his short tail that way.

"Didn't he tell you were he went?,"he asked, at least somewhat pleased that the other seemed to understand his questions. Burke let out a puff and sat down, watching the pup in the snow. Pathetic.  Though in a way he was a bit reminded of Pyro. Not sure why seeing that the pup was far bigger but perhaps they had the same clumsiness level. Burke shook his head.