Blackfeather Woods Life's a bitch and so are you.

Burke lifted his head when he heard another approach and then even call him sir. He was no sir. Not anymore. He was just Burke. The male flattened his ears and bared his teeth at the new comer that he let in. Strange how things worked. She was allowed in and allowed to prove himself but Malice was not. Burke instantly felt less inclined to be nice to her, besides, why would he.

"Fuck off," he growled at the pale female. She probably heard the news and if not, then she was badly informed what happened with her pack. Though it didn't seem like Damien to not have a victory howl, a new claim. He was ready to just barf, luckily soon his young would need his throw up mix of meat to survive. How handy that he could think of several wolves and just give those pups their meal.