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"I don't know, if she attacked to kill," Wraen replied, thinking about that moment, when she had spoken to Kiwi herself about this, and hadn't got a coherent answer from her. "Or why did your father thought to take her on his own rather than calling other packmates to aid him," maybe it was that the weathered Blackthorn had believed odds would be in his favour, not realizing that there are only so many shots you get, before your luck runs thin. 

"When Firebirds were founded, Kiwi was the heir-apparent. She was Wildfire's daughter, a very young, head-strong and promising wolf. A leader-to-be, but she decided to leave on her own accord to explore the world," she told. "And when she returned, things had changed - her mom had passed away, Colt had stepped up and - from what I heard - she was under misapprehension that your dad had killed her in order to take the position."

"So - from her viewpoint, flawed as it may be - she was fighting eye-for-an-eye. Avenging someone she had loved very much," Wraen pointed out and wished for once that she could truly hate the girl, rather than look for excuses and explanations. "She injured Colt badly, but she did not walk away unharmed either. And in the following weeks your dad was recovering and doing fine, but it was the infection of the injuries that got him in the end.

So... yes, Kiwi was an indirect cause of your father's death, at the same time - she had not returned to her home with an intent to kill him in the first place. Rather she made faulty assumptions, rash conclusions and bad decisions. And she was the same age you are now, Bronco," Wraen finished. "Things are rarely easy, simple or straightforward in life - and I wish there was one right answer to every complex situation. My best advice to you is to stop and think well, before making a fateful decision. In the end - despite, what stories tells us - the best fight is the one that did not take place."