Firestone Hot Springs You got someone to blame

At least he could agree with this female on how they looked towards mates and love. Burke had always been skeptical about a romantic love and even though he did have feelings for Meldresi and did love her, it wasn't like how anyone described it. He and Meldresi were just two pieces that linked and now his link was gone. Burke disliked it. He couldn't really cry about it, it displayed itself more in anger. He felt like hunting someone so he wouldn't feel pain. Maybe his way of dealing with emotions was a rather strange one. 

He battered his pale eyes up in her dusky jade ones. They had a dangerous look in them, maybe a bit of his true face. Even though the male could be quite the therapist for his pack mates, it didn't seem to help for himself. "If I let it all out bad things happen," he spoke to her on a grim tone. And with those words he meant that someone would get hurt. Maybe he should take a loner hostage to take his frustrations out on. Hmm, that sounded like a good idea. Osprey (Or Bullet) did mentioned something interesting. Pain needed to be felt. What if he didn't want to feel pain? He had enough pain already. 

The tank of a male scowled, clearly struggling with what to do with himself. He couldn't let it all out, he had others to think about. His pack was his family and he wouldn't let them down. If he would let it all go he would just walk away like he did before. This time he couldn't. Burke knew he cared to much for Black Feather and every member in it.