Blackfeather Woods When thoughts cloud the mind

When Burke said Kelorth's name, Ohen finally realized he spoke about his brother. "Yup... him, me and Bassilth are all from the same litter" he said said and looked down at the ground to move a rock with his paw. When the older male asked why he should even see his possible son, Ohen didn't even have to think about his answer. "Well... If I had a son I never knew about and had the chance to meet him I would. Who knows, he may turn out to be the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I wouldn't want to miss out on that oppertunity. If he isn't the best thing that has ever happened to me I'll just go back to me old life. What do you got to lose?" The ebony male didn't want Burke to miss the chance of being in his son's life, but it was up to the older fellow to see his son or not.

Ohen then thought about the trades Burke suggested and most didn't appeal to him. Bassilth was always the one to deal with nature and Ohen was never really into the whole herb thing. Warden could be a possible trade, but the dark male didn't want to constantly be dealing with annoying and cocky wolves. Chronicler definitely intrested him but Ohen wasn't sure if he would be allowed to teach the youngsters about a his religion. "I would enjoy being a chronicler, but would Meldresi really allow me to teach the young about a different religion other than her own." Ohen wasn't sure if Burke even knew the answer to that, but he would wait and find out.