Silvertip Mountain Empty handed

Zaria leaned down when Odette came towards her. She licked over her cheek and top of her head. The girl did not only look like her father but seemed to have his caring nature. Zaria could not help but feel sad. She missed Fitz. She had to hunt on her own now and she doubted that she would be able to survive. She wanted to give her young everything but she could not with this scarcity of food.

That was when June came in. Zaria raised her muzzle when she approached. June came before her and dropped a mouse. Zaria's green eyes instantly settled on it, pushing herself to her feet. June looked hungry too. God, since when did she care so much? June was Fitz's daughter too. Zaria bit the mouse in half and pushed one part back to June before giving the mouse to Odette to see if she was interested to at least nibble on it. If she was not then Zaria would have to eat this part of the mouse and see if she could get it back up in some form of meat paste they were currently on. Zaria settled her eyes briefly on June. "Thank you," he spoke.