Blackfeather Woods Talk to me

Burke listened to her once again, slowly nodding. At least she wasn't ashamed of herself. "Yes, so instead of saying it so sadly that you are unique why don't you say it with a bit of confidence and pride," he advised to her. "I well tell you one thing. If you don't like yourself, how can you expect others to like you," he spoke his wise words. At least Burke thought they were wise words. "If you as a wolf was proud and pleased with who you are no wolf can tell you otherwise," he added.

The large male looked at her, once again he was reminded of Scarlett in a way. Only she had mastered the skill that she knew she was timid and shy, disliking to fight, but she would stand by her point and other wolves accepted that.  But, now Misty was taking up a spot in their ranks while they could have a warrior or something more aggressive. It was Burke's mistake that he accepted her. He had seen something inside of her once she joined but, he had the feeling Misty hated it here. "It does make you unique. But....," he took a breathing pause. "If you aren't going to warden for us or be  a warrior then you should look into other trades you might want to pursue. Do you know about the the other trades?," he asked.