Silvertip Mountain Bones withered thin

Anita dipped her head in greeting to the both of them. The she wolf was grateful for Reiko's response to her as an equal. Being an Omega wasn't too much of a burden, but it was nice to talk to someone as a friend. Anita would remember that for sure. She glanced at Reiko's thin frame, still a bit worried.

    "I am glad that the prey is returning," she said in response to the alabaster female's question. "I'm sure the pack will fare well from it, and for the ones that need recovering, I'm sure that they will benefit."

     "As for the others, I suppose they are doing well. I'm not sure on the status of everyone, but I haven't stumbled across anyone in bad condition, despite the ebbing hunger we are all facing," she explained, hoping her words would comfort the other she-wolf. Although she didn't say it aloud, Anita prayed that no one in the pack looked as bad as Reiko did. "Hopefully the blessing of prey will bring back your strength," she spoke, and she truly meant this.