Blackfeather Woods light can be harsh, cruel and blinding

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Burke walked through the forest with a hare hanging dead from his mouth. The tank of a male could have mastered his gamekeeper trade by now but that didn't mean he wanted to master in that. He wanted to master other skills he had. Warrior was of important but also becoming a Counselor to the pack would mean much to him. His calm mind usually helped him to think rationally. He made sure to stay friendly with all his pack mates and make sure he knew them well to give them advise. This also meant that he wanted to guide new members to certain trades and tasks.

He figured it would be nice to have someone more familiar with the pack explain how things worked around here. The charcoal male dumped the hare on one of the caches before he realized he was close to a scent he wasn't familiar with. Burke walked towards the male and then studied him with his pale eyes. It seemed he was accepted in their group. The large male greeted the other with a chuff. "Hello, I assume you are new?," he called out with his husky tone.