"Isolate the younglings," I said at last. "Make it so that their routes never cross with one another's. The fight was started by those barely out of their cub-years, Star. Our young can be just as aggressive as his during that stage."

"But his younglings are the ones who can't be controlled. They started it."

"Allegedly," Custer snapped back. "There's no proof that-"

"It doesn't matter. We're working together now, no? So there aren't fingers to point. We can't pass the blame to each other. We just deal with it. The fact of the matter is that younglings, from both sides, trashed the village last night by getting pissed and...