Hoshor Plains don't need nobody

"If I do tell you," Tomahawk replied without emotion, "there is still nothing you can do." Rakharo was the Khal. He was their leader, not to mention her master, and he could and would do with her as he pleased. Tomahawk would do anything to please her masters, no matter what it was that they asked of her. She was content to be a pawn in their game and do their bidding until the end of her days.

"He will kill your children," she said, making that part clear. He will not, however, kill his gifts. At least, she did not think he would. Tomahawk could hunt for his gifts, raise them to be obedient to their masters, and Rakharo would be pleased. It was meant to be a surprise, though, which was why potentially carrying Lavakho's children in tandem was so convenient. Nobody except the coyote knew of her doings outside of Hoshor Plains.