Silvertip Mountain Empty handed

Once again someone that Odette liked would walk away from her life forever.  Odie didn't know that though, for death was normally unforeseen, just as her Father's death had been.  Of course death all in all was unknown to the young pup, but one day she would understand the tragic losses that resulted from the cruel famine.  Until then though, it would be harder for Odette to understand.  So she watched the white furred female walk away for a bit, grateful for the mouse, then returned to the meal, contiuning to gnaw on the mouse.

The mouse was quite delicous indeed, it had a pretty decent texture and was kinda juicy, dispite it's slightly malnourished appearance from the famine.  Although it of course wasn't as much as it probably once was and could have been, which was to bad.  Yet Odie didn't really mind.  Food was food after all.