Totoka River On the sandy coast, windswept

Saena's lips quirked into a disbelieving grimace. Her concern was hardly on filling her belly so full she couldn't move. She had displaced wolves waiting for her to take them somewhere safe and prosperous, and pups who were just now old enough to start understanding their situation. Their words would soon come to mouth, assuming Saena hadn't unintentionally stunted their development. No, while Rexxar had the time of the world to find food and gorge himself, Saena was an Alpha and barely had time to sleep properly.

"Good luck to you as well," she told him, rolling her shoulders in a passive shrug as he turned and walked away. As he left, she leaned down to pluck one of the insects off the ground, chewed it thoughtfully, and made a face. Disgusting. The advice of a stranger wasn't always wise to heed, but she would think on what he'd told her for days to come, whether or not she believed in it.