Blackfeather Woods Let the torture begin!

Unsurprisingly, Burke's face did not have a happy expression. In fact, the tired, grumpy Burke was almost horrifiying. Quiet jumped back at his growl, planting herself on the ground and whimpering softly in her way of apology. She did not mean to wake him up, but she found no better time to learn than now.

As Burke pulled himself out of his dead, Quiet scrambled backwards and onto her feet again, flinching at his displeased tone as he spoke. She really should have timed this better, but alas, it was too late now.