Two Rivers Isle forgive me, Father, for I have sinned

Burke nodded, noting that the male spoke that word again. Herra. He was not sure what it meant, so Burke wouldn't beat around the bush to ask. "What does Herra mean?," he asked the darker rather cheerful male. The male continued how he was taught as a pup how to fight. Curiously so, because with his cheerful nature he wouldn't pick him as a fighter. But then again, who was he to judge about it?

"Well if you are interested then I'd say you can show that you are competent by earning the trade," he offered. "Patrolling borders and fighting whether it is defensive or offensive." Burke was eager to have a few fighters in his pack. It would always be useful if someone from Black Feather would find out where they lived and they had somewhat of an army. "You can have a secondary trade by being a scout perhaps?"