Two Rivers Isle Hide away

Burke turned his muzzle more to her when she scooted closer. She preached that he shouldn't be angry at the Black Feather wolves, but the thing was, he wasn't. He felt more freedom than ever. He was surprised how quickly he had grown numb while thinking of them. Yet the sense of betrayal was still there. Everyone in his life betrayed him, safe for Malice.

"I don't want you to be sad," he spoke to her, which might be the sweetest thing he ever said to her. The way he spoke it so softly it sounded almost like he was breakable. He couldn't promise her he was going to be good at this, and he liked to be good at everything. But in a way it was also a test for the large male, seeing that he would need to learn to fully trust Malice. In a way he did, but there was still the nagging feeling that she would leave him. "Then you can also not leave me when I can't hold my bladder anymore and I start to loose hair and when I can't be your strong macho anymore," he pointed out to her. Because eventually that was probably going to happen.