Hoshor Plains Shor Tawakof

You can say Zhavvi is not happy... xD I'm aware there will be consequences. 

Zhavvi stood by her father's side as the other lower wolves came to view the injured Kivi. Zhavvi didn't feel too much remorse for her mentor. Yes, she had been training Zhavvi but she had no other emotion for the female that lay on the ground. Maybe she hadn't been an amazing warrior in the first place to be injured like this. Zhavvi sat down and then looked over the group of wolves. She almost dozed off when he father mentioned of picking a Khaleesi. The instant her father mentioned this her eyes turned into suspicious slits. He better pick her. When he spoke of Vitihi Zhavvi bared her teeth. Had he forgotten her mother so soon? She had not even reached one year and her father was lusting after someone else-- Damn Vitihi. Zhavvi bared her teeth. "So you already forgot mother then!? Good to know. Now all my respect for you has completely vanished," the girl let out boldly. 

She didn't want a stepmother or any other female next to her father. Zhavvi looked rather vicious at the moment. She thought she could never hate her father but what she felt for him now was pure rage. He was just like all the other males. Their minds didn't function once they got to think of sex. It was the same with her uncle. She could easily get his mind on other things with a certain sway of her hips. That made her think, maybe her father never loved her mother. Maybe she was picked like he picked Vitihi. "Did you pick mother from all the available females?! Is that what she meant to you? Just a breeding bitch because you so badly wanted pups with your blood? Well let me just tell you that you shouldn't bother. Are a terrible shitty overprotective wanker of a father," she hissed in front of the whole Khalas, not caring what the consequences would be. Her father better be worried about her wrath.