Silver Creek Starving and Famished

Laika's eyes widened as Laurel began to whine. She looked to be on the verge of a fit, and the pale woman's heart beat faster. What was she to do? She had no idea how to calm a wolf pup, espcially one with as much spirit as the little brown creature before her. She frowned and looked around frantically. Maybe there was something around here that would distract her from her hunger.

Aha!

Laika leaned over the pulled a small stick over to Laurel, wagging her tail with as much enthusiasm as she could muster in a situation like this. "Look at this stick! I bet you can defeat it to defend your den!" She told the little queen, desperation shinning in her eyes. This better work!