Noctisardor Bypass What a dogs life really can be

Gwen was beginning to panic, even more than she had been, when Knew didn't reply. Though, when he did, she was tempted to nip his side, "Shut up and eat, Knew. Talking won't do any good." It might have seemed a little harsh, yes, but it was necessary. If the man decided to keep chatting, and not eating, he would just get worse. Or die, which was the biggest of Gwen's fears. She didn't know what she'd do without him. Would the pack disband? Would Gwen be alone forever again, like she had once been? And, most importantly, would she have to live with the pain of watching him suffer until his last breath?

She attempted again to push the fresh meat into Knew's muzzle, and hoped with everything she had left that he would not leave her.