Blackfeather Woods How deep is your love?

Burke watched as the male was close to choking on the leafs he was chewing. Burke was almost amused at the sight, he actually laughed after his comment. "You are like a weed, Akela. You can't be killed, and always grow back," he spoke, which was actually a compliment coming from Burke. Akela would probably understand, what he said was a good thing. He shook his head with some fondness. "It is just about trades, You Moron. Just because you are used to being a hobo doesn't mean that it is an unusual topic conversation for a pack wolf." Burke smirked at the wolf before him.

Burke was all fondness though and next time he would remember to ease into pack related topics. The large male nodded courtly when Akela was more serious about trades. "I see, yes. Well you might still be a chronicler with all your crazy stories. Why it is up to me how I use them? You should pick the trades you like to follow," he explained. He could tell members what trade to follow but that meant they might not be happy with that trade. "Maybe you could be an outrider? That would still give you the feeling of traveling, and have some of your alone time," he pointed out.