Golden Glade A Reminder

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In the absence of food, Tuwawi allowed herself to be taken by sleep for a minute or two. Despite her hunger, the peaceful wood offered some slight reprieve from her troubles. The cool spring air, paired by the quiet hum of the forest, make it easy to slip away. Her features relax, and she finds peace for a moment or two. However, it doesn't last for long. The footfalls of an approaching vagrant stir the cardinal-colored wolf, and she spots a crepescular figure looming in the daylight not too far off. Her ruddy ears orbit forward to better hear him and her posture, though reclined, stiffens cautiously. The ridge was a feral place, and she finds the stranger's use of words suddenly unsettling. 

The scent of blood spilled into her attentionand she notices the small kill the man has made. Are you hungry? He asks with an amicable tone. Yet, Tuwawi can't help but be skeptical of his seemingly good intentions. One ear turns to the side to display her uncertainty as she watches with a silver gaze. "Trying times aren't known for charity," she comments... but the tautness if her gut demand she watches the dead animal carfully. She could not deny her hunger.