Blackfeather Woods Battle Scars

 @Damien @Damien TAG WORK! 

Burke laid down on one of the bigger boulders on the edge of a clearing between the dark trees of the forest.  He was waiting on his student Damien. He would have his fighting lessons at this hour. Burke had to admit that he had been here early. A teacher was never late. He wondered if Damien would be on time this time. Burke's pale eyes were glazed since he was sunken in thought. There wasn't much what he could do, anyhow. And his thoughts went to Bullet. He couldn't help but think of the grey lady that interested him so. He was certain he was not in love. He didn't feel love. She was just more interesting than another female.

The charcoal tank let out a soft sigh and licked his maw. It was probably she kept that made him interested. That was the only logical reason. Burke was certain. He never even got her real name. Oh well, he would find out. Some how.