Blackfeather Woods Never been a perfect soul

His eyes widened, the tips of his ears flicking backwards. Was Black Hat here before? Did Rowan just not know him?

 It sounded like a lie. Hela was too petty to be a leader. Too shrewd and selfish. “How?”
He needed to know. If this man knew her and how he trained her, Rowan can now get better than her. He would have the training of Tundra and the stranger. Plus many more in the future. 

Nightwalkers. Isn’t that the place wherer the strange woman was? His Mother’s enemy? 
“Are you a Nightwalker?”
For if he was, Rowan would have to kill him.