Blackfeather Woods Entering the Mine Field

Burke watched the wolf before him, he did take a right stance but Burke was not close to being convinced yet. The heavy male looked at him. "Meadows?," he repeated with disgust in his tone. "You think we are prancing like little deer in a meadow?," he huffed. He knew that the wolf was probably not thinking that, but Burke was enough of a jerk to want to see some distress, or not, he just liked to see how this male would handle it. Burke always gave those little tests. Burke raised his head. "I couldn't care less if you came from the other side of the world. I would reject you if you weren't a right fit for the brotherhood," he stated. "There are enough other packs, so why us?"

Burke often wondered how wolves ended up on their doorstep. He had his own story when he came here, but he knew about this place most did not. He wasn't sure if he liked this male using his journey as an excuse, it sounded like an excuse. "A journey is never without purpose, if you end goal fails then you find a new one or you reflect back on what you learned during your journey to take it with you as new experiences. You clearly have a lot to learn how life works," he pointed out, his inner counselor coming out for a brief moment. They were a dark brotherhood, they had missions and yes sometimes they failed.