Moonspear When I see her face

"Hmm..." Galaxy's next question caught Wraen off guard and left her thinking. She had not seen a fat wolf in her life and according to Osprey - if you died fat then you had been one lucky beast. Achieving that kind of physical state in a life-time... well, that seemed almost like saint-hood. A long and difficult task. 

"Not that I know of," she shrugged and looked down to Sir Alfred. He seemed to happy as a fool in his flower-hood today so it did not seem likely that he would know the answer to the question. "Why do you worry about that?"