Moonspear blood makes atonement for one's life

"i care!" kukutux cried, but her words were drowned out by the grating intensity of revui's thunderstorm words. her tears burned into nothing as he changed from roughened man to cruel brute, spearing the pale girl through and unlatching the bones that lay over her heart until it too lay open and exposed.

your children will never be anything here — revui rent a wound in kukutux far greater than anything arcturus had ever done. even the betrayal of the cold sable man could hold no moonlight to what the trader exacted from her now. there was such a cruelty within him, and she saw the silver-facet pain of it glittering like a vein of iron.

silently her mouth worked, and then all at once kukutux was upon her feet, shaking with rage and anguish. her gaze had gone to green stone, and pale ears flatted against her delicate skull as she searched for words to hurl at this man. an intake of breath, a trickle of last frustrated tears, and then kukutux swallowed, lifted her chin.

"it does not matter, revui ostrega. you will not be their father." 

and then she was turning, lunging blindly away from him, pale figure nicked by swaying branches as she bit back her sobs and clambered desperately in the direction of her den.