Otter Creek Yeah, I'm afraid

Although it was his hope that all of his children might someday meet, he knew just how unlikely the notion was. A few might meet in the distant future but, as things currently seemed, never would they all be together. A bothersome thought, truly, though he spent little time dwelling on it. There was a question to be answered, and so his attention turned from wishful thoughts to reality.

“Because they were not born into our ranks,” was his reply. “They were born into the pack that I founded, and once led, with their mother. And when things fell apart, your brother was the only one that chose to follow me back to the woods.” For a good portion of his childhood, Alexander had been a member of Blackfeather Woods. Something had happened, however, that pushed him to take his leave—but this something remained a mystery to the elder Inuk. “I don't know why your brother left,” Kove told her. “He never did give many answers, even when he was just a boy.” Nor did the man ever press for them, though he now wished that he had.