Haunted Wood If you build it, he will come

I'm going to assume that the swamplands from Black Feather Outskirts run all the way towards the Haunted Forest :3 

Burke patrolled most of the Black Feather Woods pack. He was also the one that wasn't afraid of the swamp and its mysteries it apparently had. The gasses just played a trick on wolves. The moment he was accepted in Black Feather he was drawn to the swamps, Burke didn't back away from the foul smelling mud pools and dark waters. On another patrol Burke got distracted and turned more towards the swamp on the outskirts of the Black Feather territory. He was almost done with his patrols anyways. Slowly the tank of a male moved himself through the wetlands and muddy underground. Sometimes his paw would sink deep into the mud due to his weight and size. Somehow the danger of getting stuck was making this trip only more fun for Burke. His paws were covered in mud even some on his belly. His docked tail was held high, used to his high rank in the pack.

He took one step wrong while he was in thought and he sunk in a mud pool all they way to his chin. It was more because his foot slipped. Burke found his footing and pushed himself up once more, though it wasn't as easy as he thought it would. The male grabbed the root of a tree before him and pushed himself closer to the edge. With all his strength he hauled himself up and was back to walking. Although the alpha looked like a mud monster. A creepy looking mud monster, with pale haunting eyes, though most of his head wasn't covered in mud. More trees started to appear but the mist that hung over the swam continued through the forest, it seemed the gasses from the swamp killed most of the trees. Burke was curious where he ended up, the mist obscured his vision. It was then his nose caught a familiar scent. Caldera.

Burke strove forward to then see a youngster before him. Red and Black, like the alpha's of the Caldera. Was this their young? Burke grinned wickedly, it had been a long time since he had been evil. The grey tank of a male used the shadows to get closer. He wanted to appear behind her so her path to her home was blocked. Burke's was covered in mud from his chest down, through there was also mud on his neck and under his chin. Other than that his markings were exactly the same from Sebastian, only the facial expression and the tail didn't match. "Wandering all alone, little girl?," he asked, that wicked smirk still on his lips.

Somehow this reminds me of Little Red Riding Hood now.