King Elk Forest oh, i just can't wait to be king!

The comment was expected, so Queenie didn't take it as seriously as she might have under other circumstances. Yeah, she breathed, 'cause he was the father of our family. Since that made us his kids, we called him Daddy. It made sense, really, even if it was a bit strange. Imagining the wolves he used to keep around calling him Daddy! and nothing more was a strange image; one that she didn't want to think about any longer than she had to.  

My brothers tried to take me out. They turned Daddy Bruce against me, and the whole family, by extension, so I had to leave. It didn't mean she had given up, though. The whole thing still belongs to me, though. I could very well start it up again right here in the Wilds. Queenie planned to, eventually, but now that she actually had the chance, getting up the resources was a lot more difficult than she had planned for.