Two Rivers Isle One's loss, another's gain

Aeronwyn did not eat immideitly, worrying over the pups. But when Burke sounded off a howl, she relaxed, for surely he would not be howling so should Vassago by horribly wounded or dead. But she managed only a few mouthfuls before guilt set in. She motioned to Shink to take her place at the carcass, feeling full anyways, before grabbing a final chunk of flesh and making to sit near the pups, wary, eye's flickering to Vassago's prone form and his injuries. 

Then, she vowed to never be surprised by the boys again, never be caught unawares. And when Vassago was old enough, she would teach him; of fighting and defense and when you should just fucking run. Obviously, the pup needed the lesson.

Today, the pack would feast, and though one of their own had become injured, and Aeronwyn dearly wished it had been her instead of a child, this could not be helped. Their little band would be well fed for many days, they would grow stronger with this encounter, uniting themselves and growing as a group.