Blackfeather Woods This is my home too, Bitch (please get along with me...)

For now, Malice was indeed dependent on Burke and his followers, but that would be temporarily. Once she could prove herself, once she was rid of these furballs in her fat belly, she would show them all she could do something. She was able to lead a whole pack alone after the grief of Cogitemus leaving. She was independent and a hard worker, and no one could say otherwise. You'll see. She mumbled softly. Malice knew herself that she was capable, she had proven herself to herself and that was all that mattered. 

What came next, left her speechless. No... Burke wasn't so cruel. She knew him, right? Never in a million years would he do that to her. Not after all this, not after going out of his way. He cared, he had to! But now she was doubting his feelings for her. Her feelings of love were genuine. Secret, but pure. Surely some of her affection had changed the man. She stared blankly at the floor, but tears did not come. Nemesis was lying. She always lied. You're lying... She muttered. 

Malice could understand why they were against her being here, but Burke? He was like the best leader ever. I would. She said determined.