King Elk Forest we are like gods at the dawning of the world

With Burke's traveling pace it had taken days for them to arrive at the new territory. The old man wasn't that quick on his feet these days. It was a relief that there was so much distance between him and that damned Caldera. Sebastian could stay there all he wanted. He was going to live with his grandson. He could give him some advice on how to manage a pack and be an advisor. At least in Burke's mind, that was what he was going to do. He was familiar with some of the grounds as they traveled. It seemed to be in the same direction as Arthendal. Burke liked that it might be close to their old home.

Mato told him all about the King Elk that lived in the forest and that it shouldn't be hunted. Burke found it nonsense but he didn't speak against his grandson. If Mato believed that this elk should live Burke wouldn't touch it, besides had no intention of hunting deer especially not a big one. When they reached upon the forest Burke just felt relieved he made it. The forest was so serene. It felt old, just like he was. The male instantly felt at home here. He wiggled his docked tail. There was more of a spring in his stiff steps after he crossed the borders even though he was tired from the traveling. He knew he would bounce back after some rest.

The only thing that he didn't understand was why his grandson spoke in such a weird language at times. He would use strange words and when explaining the ranks to him they also sounded very complicated. Burke hoped that Mato wouldn't take it too strongly if he couldn't pronounce all the things he did. Burke was still Burke. He was not keen on learning new languages. He could always give it a whirl as he did like the structure of the pack. It was in a way like Arthendal and it supported working hard for one's rank. Burke always liked the idea of hard working. He was certain he would feel at home here.

After he arrived Mato howled. Burke made his way to his new alpha which was weirdly his young grandson. Though, Burke couldn't deny he had some form of a presence to him. Burke tried to remember what the name for alpha in this pack was, but he had forgotten. He felt as long as he understood the ranks he would be fine. Burke hobbled into the clearing and nodded his head in greeting. He planted his bunny butt down and howled with Mato to the weird sun.