Silvertip Mountain I'm past being hungry

Sorry for the late response!

Anita heard a long howl, but not the kind she was used to. It sounded much more solemn, and sounded like a howl of mourning. The she-wolf walked towards a gathering of pack-mates with reluctance. She could tell that whatever the situation was, it wasn't good. By the time she got there, the area reeked of death.

Anita scolded herself for arriving late, but her mind moved to somthing else much more apparent. Steady had commanded for the pack to cannibalize the mother of the pups. Anita tried not to recoil with disgust, and couldn't place the exact emotions she felt at that moment. It was probably something along the lines of horror and despair. The pups must be taking this very badly...poor things. 

Being one of the lower pack mates, her turn to take a portion of the pup's mother was near last in line. Most of what was left didn't seem to be significant, and Anita couldn't bring herself to partake in it. I have to do this, it is Steady's orders. She walked up to the corpse, taking a chunk out. She dropped the foul meat, leaving it on the ground. Anita watched with sympathy as one of the pups ran off. The she-wolf needed something to take her mind off of what had just happened.