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Thatcher's smile dropped as a wave of fear rolled over to him. This guy meant business, and definitely wasn't one to mess with. If he wanted to join them, he'd have to really sell himself, and be really respectful about it. He was clever, and didn't want to risk anything. Well I can fight, I've killed before, but my sister really deserved it. I'm clever, I can help with strategies and I can hunt. I want a pack that can help me become a true killer though, a real first class murderer. He smiled, hoping he was selling enough.

Im not scared either. I'll fight any battles you need me to, kill anyone you ask me to kill. I'll do my best to prove myself to you.  He added in, giving Burke a respectful nod. His smile had faded to something more serious now. This was a serious matter, and he had to prove himself to this alpha. Hopefully Burke could think more of him than his father ever did. Oh how he longed to kill his father, someday soon. Though he was a patient killer, and would strike when the time was right.