Blackfeather Woods Shadows don't blink.

Nemesis held back a look of surprise that threatened to show underneath her cool exterior. It was all news to her, captives and wolf hunts. It was evident that Blackfeather lived up to it's reputation but she couldn't help feel like it could be so much darker, so much better. She would never talk bad about her pack, nor her Alpha or it's inhabitants regardless of the fact that the male had been there long before she had. The thought almost made her jealous, that when he had been in the woods, the pack was really reigning dark victorious, in it's pack members and reputation. She almost scowled at the fact that he had left the woods when it was in it's prime, apparently. What caused him to leave this life was a mystery to her, she could never imagine herself doing such a thing. 
"You must have some very interesting stories then" She chuckled, that almost felt like a grimace for she was truly just a beginner compared to him and what his expectations may be. But she would not show it, her insecurity. Whatever his ranks was, was no longer, she was above him, a fact she took pride in after exceeding those who used to stand above herself. No doubt Kove would surpass those others who neglected their rank, as she surpassed those before her. 

"Whatever used to happen then, you may not see as much of these days. It would be news to me if we had a captive somewhere" She shrugged, not extending the fact. 
"A little while ago some of the inhabitants were a bit.. soft. Not what you would normally expect" She sighed, unwillingly. 
"Normal wolves" Came her appalled mutter , the only nice way to describe their presence in the dark pack. 
"They've all gone now, mostly, for the better. Even though our ranks have shrunk dramatically recently, the spirit is much stronger. A few have betrayed us, some have left to make their own pack, and some have just abandoned their ranks. But all is better now, the pack cleansed of the freeloaders and the disloyal", she sighed, almost content at the fact.

And it was true. While Lusa, her mate and children had left to do whatever they thought they were doing, while Misty, Ayana and others had left, they had grown stronger as a group. Kove seemed to hold himself better, a figure of authority, and the red mark of his shoulder was proof. Instantly, she wondered how he had achieved the accomplishment, how he had proven himself to be worthy of being in the Brotherhood. 
"But enough about me or the pack, what about you? What trades do you hold?" She asked, wondering if he was a Warden too. Well, she was close enough anyways to call herself so. All her goal were within her reach, the Brotherhood, Warden, proving herself. But her one ultimate goal was still so far away, and with the treatments to reduce her bloodlust, the revenge seemed to travel farther and farther away. Her blood was being cleansed  itself, from the poisionous ink of fury that coursed through her veins, the one thing she had held onto. But it was better that way, to know that she wasn't a danger to others. Especially with Burke and Meldresi's children almost to arrive, she couldn't put anyone else in danger of what her blackened soul told her to do.