Blackfeather Woods Bonding Time

At least Burke couldn't deny that Pietro was very active and alive. It was a good sign that the young male was healthy and ready to explore and play. Burke nudged him as he tried to tackle him. "Oh yes, very tough," he laughed. Burke started walking Pietro running in front of him, which was fine with him. It meant that the tank would get more sleep tonight since Pietro would be tired. Burke walked with Pietro, getting more and more out of the heart of the territory to the border. He would go to the border where where wasn't any swamp. He was going to introduce that to him later. He didn't want him to go there on his own acting all tough.

Burke came closer, as they walked he started explaining. "So these are our lands, our forest. We don't like wolves that aren't part of our family so we mark the borders with our scent to tell others, hey don't cross this line. If they do then those wolves will be killed. We don't allow trespassers. A trespasser is someone who crosses our border," Burke explained. He wasn't going to use another way of talking, they would know soon enough what murder was. Sometimes they even marked the borders with blood or bodies of trespassers but that was something for later. "It is the job of some wolves to help me mark the borders," he added as they came closer, the forest becoming less dense, lighter.