Redhawk Caldera I'm sick of the past I can't erase

Burke slowly nodded. If he looked back at what they endured then it wasn't really a topic that had come up. Their main thing was survival, especially with two little pups. Burke's thoughts darkened, ungrateful little shits. They raised them and provided them with a good home and now he didn't know where both of them were. Oh well, it didn't bother him. Burke was more worried how much it would bother Malice. She had a tendency to look back in his opinion.

The older male cleared his throat. "Then you have to accept your father passed away," he spoke simply. "Traitor is just a label. It is what you think you are. Do you think you are a traitor?," he asked the female. Perhaps, he was trying to be a bit of a therapist for his wife. "I am a traitor too in Black Feather terms but I don't see myself as one. In my eyes, I did nothing wrong. If you want to go back and join under his rule then you shouldn't let anyone stop you," he spoke.