Hushed Willows Hunger turns even the kindest of hearts

Nova had zoned out a little bit into her own thoughts and worries of death, but Trick's ruffled feathers was what brought her back. The elder could sense the tension within him, but still she didn't turn from the body of Kunik. Not even as her packmates ripped into the cooling flesh, though the woman herself didn't join in. She was silent for her own sake, not because she was worried about dominance. Not even she would pick a fight or be defiant, be a nuisance, over the dead body of a friend. That was easily one of the most disrespectful things anyone could do, in her book.
She waited a few minutes before slinking her way towards the stomach. Even had the woman had the energy, she would have kept herself low and respectful as she was. Should she be allowed, the elder would rip into the abdomen and eat what could not be taken without the entire body: the organs and innards. The tang of wolf blood was sharp on the golden queens tongue, but Nova Rose did her best to ignore it. Grace's chunk would be grabbed next, but Nova had no plans on telling her what it was. If asked, she would send her to Tavi, to Harlyn, but the old woman couldn't find it in her heart to tell her adopted daughter of Kunik's death.