Blackfeather Woods When thoughts cloud the mind

Burke's ears popped up. "Oh so the white male I met named Kelorth is your brother?," Burke blinked in surprise. Both brothers seemed good to converse with. The large calm male tugged up his lips into somewhat of a smile. It fell when the male asked he was going to meet him. "No? Why should I. He probably isn't even mine either," Burke spoke. "Plus it would be his death if he dare to disrespect me in my own home. I won't allow him to." Burke would like to see how stupid the brat of a boy would be to even think he could call Burke out and live to tell the tale.

The funny thing was, no one really expected him to be a caretaker. Not even Burke but when he looked back onto his life he had ben a caretaker all his life. Now being the teacher of those pups it was only natural to pursue it as a trade. "The way you tell stories about your dragons could make you a chronicler. I don't know if you like that, but the youngster would probably listen about mega lizards. A warden is always needed to protect the borders from outsiders. Or if you are interested in weather patterns, the earth, wildlife and plants you could become a naturalist. If your liking goes only to plants you might like being a healer like Meldresi."