Northstar Vale Wanna be a man? Then,

He had a daughter now, but from what he had heard from other's so did maman. He should be happy, but something was eating away at him nonetheless.

They had not spoken since before Pala's birth, he had not had the chance to tell her of Julienne, but he was not so sure that it mattered now. If a daughter had truly been born, healthy and purer in blood than his own offspring, the choice of heiress was clear. He had to respect the traditional values of his grandmaman, the values he carried over mountaintops into the new settlement.

Intending to pay his respects to his mother and recently born sister, Chaudry stepped into the den of the Matriarche. His keen eye was quick to notice something strange, something flawed. The puppy, suckling from his sleeping mother, had a leg that looked nearly twisted.

Maybe the choice was not as clear as he once thought.