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

Anywhere in the ground... What a weird way of phrasing it, though Malice knew Burke was no romantic guy that had a whole list of ceremonies planned for his own death. He was a rather simple man in that way. She liked that, though wished she could do more than just put him in the ground whenever the time came. Of course she could pick some flowers to decorate his resting place, even plant them around it if others found it alright. And pack territory? So that was either here or at the blackfeather woods... Who was she kidding? Nemesis would never allow a traitor to be buried in their grounds.

Somewhere with a nice view of the sky... She answered softly, doubting that she would be the first of them to pass. But, who knew? She wasn't the most careful of creatures.