ten feet under and upside down

A whole week? Charon didn't show that he was startled when she disclosed that, although he should've been able to guess judging by the state she was in. He didn't ever remember not eating for that long... Well, maybe that one time when he'd gone to kick the Duskfire wolves' butts and had been attacked by that monster in Dawnlark... But it was so long ago now.

"Wait here, I'll get you some food," Charon instructed, and although he loathed going back into the rain, he knew he had to. Charon stared out into the rain with a frown on his face a moment longer, then took off towards one of the nearer stockpiles. He glanced over his shoulder briefly as he entered the rain, but it already clouded his vision too much to know for sure if she was still there. He imagined she was: what other choice did she have? She'd die if she went out there alone again.

The young Beta returned twenty minutes later with his paws and snout full of dirt and a stiff squirrel corpse between his teeth. He put down the food in front of Saskia - it wasn't much, but it was a start and would stop her from dying overnight, at least - and shook his fur. Charon sat down underneath their small shelter, shivering, hoping he'd get warm again soon while he stared out into the rain showers.