Blackfeather Woods one class to another

Burke watched the pup before him and was really nothing like Damien. He knew he shouldn't compare but the dark colored pup was raised in these woods he wasn't scared he wanted to work even if he grew tired. Burke heard the pup, but didn't really hear his words. His voice was so high and squeaky he rather not wanted to listen to it. Then he reminded that he would have pups of his own soon and they would also have squeaky voices, but then they would be his, far more tolerable. This was Grimnir's pup. Where in the hell was the wolf?!

Burke gave the pup a shove out of no where, just to see how the pup covered and counted back. "You will take the right stance how you were standing now was nothing like a warrior," he pointed out. Burke raised his shoulders, but kept his head lower. "If you raise your chin like you did your neck is open for invitation, ready to be broken and bitten. So keep your chin a but lower and make yourself big but not too big that you can't move anymore."