Jade Fern Grove who cut off their tails with a carving knife

I hope you don't mind Aunt Kas! :)

Kaskara hadn't seen much of swift since his return, and had not been in his company for more than a few moments, when they had found Bazi and Allure and Swift held hostage by bears. The gash that marred his face was something she would never forget, but the loss of his eyes felt more like the loss of life than sight. Kaskara had kept away from him when they returned home, bringing food and things to Bazi and the children, but otherwise keeping to herself. It wasn't her place to ask questions or pry, even if she wanted the boy to know she loved him still.

That morning she was scouting for some food of her own, mapping the territory further in her mind, when she saw a flash of white fur ahead. Kas closed the distance between them quickly, her footsteps more sure and even on the ground. At first she thought it might be Bazi, but as she approached, it was clear the figure was Swift. She paused on the edge of the clearing and decided to clear her throat, to alert him, and then to speak. "Hey, Swift. It's Aunt Kas." She started forward, then instinct told her to remain still for a moment. Startled deer did unpredictable things, and she was sure that a blind wolf was no different. "How are you?" It was a redundant question, maybe, but she did want to know. Maybe she could help him somehow, though she was sure he was as proud as his father.