Phantom Hollow counting our quarters

Yes, Nemesis wasn't the most likable wolf in the plains, and Malice could understand that he wasn't on such amazing terms with the Blackfeather wolves. But, Burke was so different. So calm, such an inspiration. Indeed, he acted cold and stoic, but Malice could understand why -that was mostly thanks to Sebastian-. He had lost the one he loved, had been through rough times, that was for sure. Yet he was still going, still leading. Malice admired that about him -and because he was fricking handsome, but hey!-. Besides, now that she had gotten closer to the gray beast, she knew there was something hidden behind that mask of charcoal, behind those icy cold eyes.

He will do no such thing. She growled, angry that after all that she had told Judas he still sought revenge of some sort. She turned her head to show her scar to Issun, reminding him that he had been pretty lucky. If he goes savage again, we may end him. We have shown respect, we have shown mercy, but if he doesn't appreciate that, we have done all we can. She spoke in a cold voice, actually furious inside. I will speak to him. She ended, having made up her mind. Even if she had to end him herself, no one would get hurt anymore.