Moonspear informal disco

Hydra found herself half-appeased, half-annoyed by Galaxy's shrinking. She exhaled heavily at her sisters question. Only if you keep not eating, she decided, now pushing the rabbit toward Galaxy and looking at her expectantly. I want to know why, though. I want to know why you haven't been eating. She pressed this issue, ears cupping forward. Hydra did not think anyone capable of making a wolf stop eating; they needed to survive, after all, and eating equaled survival. 

The Beta certainly did not know the first thing about eating disorders, or how to deal with them. Hydra only wanted Galaxy to start eating again. Really, she was not sure even how to get that going.