Blackfeather Woods the world is not enough

Her ears leaned forward, trying to catch snippets of what was said. When she could not fully articulate what was said by Charon, she crouched lower and moved nearer to hear her mothers response: my daughters are yours.

Kotake felt her blood run cold at the words.

Here, her mother was wrong. Kotake was no one's, though if any could claim her it was Potema alone. This man was no father to her, and she might have laughed if she was not driven by her intent to remain concealed. Here, she could hear everything. Vaati was soon upon the scene, and when her mother spoke further she felt her breath catch in her throat.

This man came from another pack, expressing that Vaati had attacked another close to pack borders. While it was not the smartest of his ideas, to be sure, she was appalled that her mother did not pretend as though no such wolf ran with them... it seemed her loyalty was to this man before her own son. To her apparent father. She felt betrayed by this knowledge, that her mother would sooner lecture her son at the word of an outsider... although it was entirely believable. Hell, the wound upon Vaati's face was clearly not one he had had for too long a time—but even still. Kotake would never, never do such a thing to her family. The Melonii honored them, and them alone. What worth was this man of Moonspear?

Kotake withdrew deeper into the shadows, attempting to retreat and leave the scene in silence.

Moonspear. Kotake had all the information she desired, now... and some she did not.