Blackfeather Woods Shadows don't blink.

Nemesis narrowed her eyes at the chuckle that came in regards to her mutter about normal wolves. Did he think she was joking? No, it was one topic she felt quite passionate about. Blackfeather was different, better, in her opinion. The other's were just... not. They lacked in everything Blackfeather had, they saw the light, had their little moral codes. But Blackfeather had none of that, not boundaries to how far they wanted to go with their own demons. While other's would suppress their needs, Blackfeather gave a home to the broken and the bloodthirsty. Something those other pack's failed to understand. It put a sour taste in her mouth to think of those kinds, like her old pack, ruled by that dictating dumbass. In her opinion they were all alike, and Blackfeather was the only pack who stood out to project the truth, the way it was supposed to be. 

Her cold eyes trained to Kove's, almost in a glare of disapproval at his reaction to her statement. "What? Haven't you noticed? Blackfeather is the one that's stays, that works, that feels at home. You must know, things didn't work out for you outside of Blackfeather, they never will. Blackfeather is the one true pack, it only takes a fool not to see it" She replied, knowingly, truth evident in her tone. She didn't call him a fool, but to the whole wolf population outside of Blackfeather, where things were corrupt and broken. All else was nothing, nothing compared to Blackfeather, the dark pack. 

"And no, they didn't last long at all. They were weak, just like the rest outside of Blackfeather. You can call me wrong but from what i've seen, it's true. You're different because your soul rests here. Not out there" She sighed, knowing fully the attraction towards Blackfeather and how strong it could be. Those who didn't stick with the dark pack proved to be nothing, at all. 

Nemesis's ears perked up as the word Warden appeared, her previous mood forgotten, realising she was not alone in this feat. Maybe it was possible he could show her the way's, help her achieve the title faster than the rate it looked. "I'm working towards being a Warden, almost there actually. I've started training with Burke to be in the Dark Brotherhood as well. The pawprint mark suits you well" She replied, but in in a bragging way. And it was true, against his white pelt, the red stood out, noticable to anyone and clear to those who knew what it meant.