Blackfeather Woods spirit cold

One after the other, the female gave Damien more reasons not to take her in. The female had survived this long, but it was true that she wouldn't last a full day out there alone. She was weak, it was the middle of winter and the pack had mouths to feed. They couldn't afford making space for someone who clearly couldn't pull their own weight. It was a risk they did not need to take. A part of Damien felt bad about it, but the rest of him was screaming for him to reject the female.

"Then you better walk fast," Growled Damien before the female could even finish her sentence. This time, his tone had changed completely. It was clear that Damien did not want to see her near again. "Leave," he ordered, and that would be the last word Muriel would hear of his voice.