Hushed Willows C'mon. Let's do something insane like save the world

Grave, being the hunter she was, heard the summons at once. She limped her way over to Stark with a smile on her face. Food was always needed, and maybe the two of them could find something worth bringing back. Gnawing hunger had started to bother her, but her weight wasn't going to be a constant much longer. Nova, it seemed, was already slimming down. She'd had to take Tavi herbs to help her milk. Famine was indeed setting in, and now was the time to use what energy the Marauders had to stock prey. 
       "I'll try my luck."