Why are you blue?

Hudson did not notice the young one's approach but welcomed her words. He sneered at the owls. "Thank you!" He bellowed, voice a deep roar to the girl's comment. In normal circumstances, he would have asked about what blue wolves she'd seen, but he was in the moment right now. He puffed out his chest and pointed his ears forward, trying to intimidate the avian fiends. "See? Even a bystander thinks you're being ridiculous. It was a simple question!" He stomped in place, leaving dirt flying beneath his paws.

The owls were now making moves to leave, frustrated with Hudson and his shouting. They must have been hunting for the rodents that feasted off the dropped fruit, but a meal wasn't worth all the shouting. Hudson rolled his eyes at them and scoffed. "What...ever!" He yelled at them, then walked over to the young wolf who had appeared. "Can you believe these owls? I just wanted to know, why are they blue, and, and, they just..." He was panting from all his barking and hopping. "Do you know why everything looks funny?" He said, tilting his head, almost like a puppy.