Silvertip Mountain breaker of trees

In a not-so easy conversation with difficult words, she described her life of captivity. Her mother and father's territory, the tall, hairless beings that would attend to them. She'd felt something akin to royalty, but no such thing exists to her lineage. 

The silver barrier between them and the world beyond it. 

Kusuma-ma and Kusuma-da did their best, but hairless ones raised litter. This one will be raised wild, assures Kusuma. she nodded her head. Litter be only kin Kusuma has.

Kusuma must go now. Is bad luck for Kusuma to stay. Need to find den for litter, anyway. May sun warm your back.

And off the coyjackal went, loping into the wilderness.