Blackfoot Forest Shallow shadowed nights

Ha. Family. She never truly had one. Her mother hated her for her white pelt, her siblings who didn't know any better tagged along in the hatred. She never knew her father, as was the case for most cougars. Though she had a birth family, she never had a family of the heart. "No... I killed my motherr and younger siblings from a different litterr... I don't know what happened to my littermatess..."

She didn't just kill her (half-?) siblings, she ate them too. She was hungry at the time and skinny from her time at the human's circus. They were easy prey. And she didn't care if Jace was disgusted, it was his way of thinking. She needed to survive and her mother was too weak to defend her kittens.