Otter Creek Sister, sister

Kendra battered her pale eyes up into her one eye. "I am not upset," she spoke on a calm tone that seemed to come naturally for her, seeing that Burke was her father. Now the female before her looked amused, yet Kendra was wondering if it was real or just some of a mask. She did not know Potema enough for that. Kendra looked at the female that now told her to tell what happened. The girl had not been busy with pack politics. She had been a child and played around, mostly played with Naturalist plants.

Still, the question was not one she knew how to answer or she wanted to answer. Kendra's eye fell on the piece of bone that was by her sister. Her pale sibling had not answered her question about that either. "You didn't tell me about the bone," she mentioned, not paying much attention to Potema's question. Two could play that game.