Two Rivers Isle Sun rays out the corner of my eye

Malice would never ever call herself more important than anyone in the pack, not after what she had done to so many innocent beings. She was no good leader, but she sure as hell was trying to better herself- and perhaps that alone was more admirable than anything about her. She'd be there to protect all who were loyal, fight off the evil and listen to all worth hearing. She didn't know how Burke felt about leading, but this was her way of doing it. 

I heard your call, but had no one to care for my children when you were at our borders. She avoided apologizing again, knowing it would tip off Burke -even while he wasn't here-, and carried on. She couldn't be everywhere at the same time, after all. Arthendal is indeed a place of many warriors, myself included. A wolf of the hunting skill would be preferable, but who says you can't do both? Malice said with a small smile. She would not take the boy's dreams away- if he wanted to be a warrior, he could do as he pleased, as long as he hunted as well.