Blackfeather Woods I wanna hate you

The reasoning behind the slip of names was given, and the Inuit accepted it. Any other time, there was a chance he would have looked further into it, but the manner of names and which ones someone used did not concern him. His focus lied on his daughters and the place Scarlett had taken them to. They would remain his focus, too, until he was able to see them again.

Kove nodded, listening to what the younger thought. Personally, the Inuit believed his son, at least, was not well liked by Burke. While he could understand why, he didn't really accept the reasoning. Xan was not one to be controlled, and he'd always been a bit troublesome—but, he was a kid, and that's what should have been expected from him. Where his daughters were concerned, however, he could not imagine how the greyscale man might feel. They'd done nothing to get on his bad side, aside from being related to Alexander, so the pallid male could think of no logical reason why his daughters would be denied entrance. Still, it was better to be safe instead of sorry, especially where his family was concerned. "I would appreciate it if you would explain and ask," the Inuit decided. Things between him and Burke were still not quite right, and he couldn't help but suspect that, if he were the one to ask, the plan would be turned down just to spite him.