Blackfeather Woods Another black amongst the black

Burke watched the female approach. She was nothing like Morgana or Kadance even with the way she walked and held herself. Burke was almost a mammoth of a wolf. This female wouldn't meet anyone bigger than Burke anytime soon. His docked tail rose with his head, his pale eyes studying her calmly. There was no sense of dominance or aggression shown from this male. Burke was the epitome of calm. Others in this pack could be such hot headed creatures. "I smell of swamp and have a red paw print on my left shoulder indicating that I am a Dark Brother. An elite of this pack. You must be new," he returned on that same calm tone. Not blaming her or being annoyed with the fact that she didn't know he was a dark brother.

"Welcome, Fenris. I am curious why you chose this pack. You don't carry yourself like other females in this pack do." Burke sat down at the bank of the stream. He could be rather charming even. If he wanted to. "I am Burke Sebastian Rochester. But you can call be Burke," he returned politely.