Blackfeather Woods Darkened soul, darkened actions

Nemesis stood, abruptly still as Burke maneuvered himself to a spot unreachable to her eyes. A red flag when up in her mind, but she held her ground. Instinct told her to move away from the vulnerable spot she was in, fatal if Burke was not her Alpha. But she kept her eyes trained ahead of her, not daring to disobey him. She would have to trust him, regardless of the fact that she did not know much about him. All faith she had, was put to her Alpha, who at any moment could have easily snapped her neck. The realisation was haunting to her, and left her wondering how she could muster that much trust to begin with.

She let out a breath of relief when he started to explain, gracious to the fact her had no thought of demonstrating the lesson on her. She had been working on building up her body strength, but not yet could she take down a wolf of Burke's magnitude. It had never occurred to her that attacking from the blindside you be much more quicker and efficient than her usual tactic of sneaking behind. She would use his advice from now on, deeming it a worthy change of habit.
"But if they flip me, or attack first, what must I do?" She asked intently. Burke himself was proof that the opponent could strike back, heavily.