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her brow furrowed at her Da's first answer, butting in with a "What? that's vague. Do-"  She broke off as he continued, reminding her of a time that could distinctly remember. it was a confusing day, was what she recalled, and she could not quite dredge up exactly what odd scent had caught her interest that day. But her father's next words put that thought out of her mind very, very, quickly. 

 "You." she echoed, fixing him with a stare. Then, an accusation. "You?"  and then, after a brief moment of silence, a hurricane of words. "You- you did- Da, she's - why didn't you- you're gonna be- why didn't you tell me? Why did you-"  her shoulders hunched with hurt, and her gaze was fixed on her fathers with accusation and hurt. The notion that wolves could have more than one family, more than one litter, was foreign, and thus added to her hurt. Sunny had left them, their mother was long dead, and apparently, she wasn't enough, for her Da had started a whole new family without even telling her.