Silverfang nodded. "My mother only gave birth to three of us. My sister died early on. She brought me and my brother to the pack before we were old enough to train." He continued to tell her about the humans and his revenge. "When i came back the next morning all the pack could see was blood all over my pelt and no more Boneclaw. I tried to explain what happened but nobody would believe me because they thought i was jealous of my brother." he stopped walking now, his body beginning to shake. "I was called a killer back then and now i'm stuck training my family to do what i never wished on any wolf."<br/><br/>Midnight smiled. "Oh, well its nice to meet you Flameclaw." she turns to Snowheart again. "Anyway the borders look clear. Just wanted to report in." and with that she turned tail and left the den. She was curious about Flameclaw but she figured they were busy. After all Snowheart seemed to have the same look in her eyes as Silverfang now. She sighed. And wandered around camp. "I wonder where Morty went."