Big Salmon Lake Fate whispers to the wolf; 'you can not withstand the storm'

Minna smiled at the woman, returning her introduction. "Greetings, Akazia, and Jaida. My name is Minna." her eyes fell onto the little pup, a little chubby, proof that her mother must dot on her. The pair seemed close, they must be to survive this famine. Still, the green was returning rapidly, to her delight; a night ago she could have sworn she had scented a deer. Perhaps she would lead her packmates on a pack hunt sometime. 

The little girl surprised her, by offering her a portion of her own meal. Looking to Akazia quickly, unsure if she were to take it, she offered a wide smile to the girl. "Thank you, Jaida. That's very kind of you!"