Blackfeather Woods A stick can save a life.

Burke started walking into the swamp taking a careful path. He was carrying the stick which wasn't really great for talking and have an explanation for Mac. He turned to show him the stick in his mouth. It seemed Mac wasn't the most intellectual of wolves. Not that it mattered, if he could follow orders and do what was expected Burke was fine with it. He walked to a barren tree, placing the stick down and starting to mark the dead tree. "Meldresi started this pack, I have not been here from the start, I actually joined about a good year ago. She became my mate actually. She died a month after the birth of Kendra and Pietro. She was remarkable, setting up the Dark Brotherhood that works in the name of Mephala and Sithis," he explained.

"The brotherhood forms quite a remarkable structure and bond. One can even choose to follow a special branch they like to specialize in like you just mentioned. But, if you do not mind I'd like to explain more about that after your two weeks, and do some marking. Careful were you walk. This part isn't visited by loners often but it should be marked. Up for it?," he asked, pale eyes on him.