Silvertip Mountain let sleeping dogs die.

Zaria let out a frustrated growl to her young. She was starving for them and they pulled up their nose for a good piece of meat. "I do care, Odette," she let out, baring her teeth a bit. "I don't want you to die like him. Food is not around right now, and I am doing everything here to keep you all fed," she let out. Zaria was rather frustrated with what was happening. She wanted her perfect life back. Since Fitz died all went to shit.

She grabbed shook her head and looked up from her pups at Steady. "Perhaps. But life clearly isn't a fairytale. They should know anyone can die sooner or later." Zaria was mostly talking about herself, because she herself noticed that she wasn't having her usual endless energy. Frankly she was too tired to even be as vain as she was before. She wanted to grab Solemn and eat him herself, but she decided that upsetting her kids was not her goal in life. "Whatever," she huffed, letting her kids grief. They had their father's blood. Too kind. The emaciated mother retreated to her den, cussing about the famine.

Zaria OUT! <3