Blackfeather Woods I will show you some tenderness

Damien was rolling his eyes when Potema started boasting about her boring healer stuff. He was sick of that, he didn't believe that to be of any importance for life. How could being a plant freak help when another pack is attacking? Or how would a healer be of help when a mission to assassinate someone was given to you? But when Burke said "Silent Hunter" Damien's ears pricked up instantly.

"What do you mean, silent hunter?" he asked ignoring the disgusting pleasure grunts that came out from Burke's throat and the flirty gleam in Meldresi's deep indigo eyes. They were acting like pups. Eww...

Damien knew nothing about plants for as much as Potema, mommy, or even Cicero tried to teach him, that was just not his area, but he knew that hunting implied killing, and if Potema could kill with herbs then he would as well. He was just that jealous.