Blackfeather Woods Your new home.

Her words were no threat, in her mind. It was a fact, one she shared in great detail with all the new arrivals. Her hate for the female did not weigh in on doing her job. If Malice could not stand her words, she would not survive in the dark woods. She had seen the same case many times before. Burke however, seemed to be quite sure about Malice. Nemesis did not think she did know this. Malice had not had to work her way through the ranks and prove her worth, she up and made a pack. And now she was handed a spot in their ranks without so much as an thought, apparently. Many more had to try harder and it was not fair. But Burke was the Alpha, and Malice was his... whatever.

She nodded, showing she understood and accepted his words. Her hard tone was not unreasonable, but it was her job. If neither of them liked it, they could very well be without her help when Malice found she could not find enough food to feed her gremlins. She knew Burke needed someone, but Malice?! A girl of no use, big mouth and hardly any ambitions for the Brotherhood. Given past experiances, nobody could say her reasons for hating the female were invalid. 

She had already inclined to leave, but Burke's tone suprised her. His display of affection to her enemy seemed rather off, which left her in shock as she walked off to find her mate. What was she turning him into? This was not good. Whatever Malice had planned, she would get to the bottom of it. She loped off faster, the anger fuleing her muscles. How did it come to this? Like always, she dug for a way to explain what she had done wrong for all this even to have happened. The day's of being content were over, and she did not believe it would ever be good again with the source of her pain living in the same territory as her.