Tuktu Weir Soul Searching

The ache of loneliness was almost as painful as the absolute hunger that consumed her. Gaia was thin – her once poised form was drastically thinning, and the energy she had been able to maintain before was all but gone. Her gleaming pelt of pale honeys, silver and ivory had lost their gleam, and even more, her pale mint eyes remained dull.
 
Any food she managed to scrounge up was primarily given to Saena or the puppies – and even that was bleak.
 
Aside from that, the girl kept to herself. Her hopes of fitting in with the Creek wolves had all but fallen, given her lack of energy, and Gaia remained so disheartened that it was hard to care. She thought the world of Saena – knew only Chosovi and Shreya, otherwise. Yet the girl was literally whithering away to nothing, and there was no one to truly care.
 
The princess had left her pack to make her mark on the world, and she was certain all that would be elft of her were bones once Teekon Wilds was done with her, and now, as she had scouted past the borders of her home, it was unlikely she would even die within the safety of Silver Creek.
 
Saena would have fed her to her young, though.. of that she held no doubt.
 
The thought alone drew Gaia to a crawl, and unable to move any further, the girl curled up in to herself, a shudder pressing to her form as she released a sob. Nothing was noticed spare for her misery – and there, in the strange lands, Gaia’s one sob turned to a full fledge wail, and her entire body shook now with the weight of realization that she would die.