Sunset Valley I'm hungry like the wolf

Theia had finally caught her breath when a large figure in the sky caught her eye. Glancing up to it revealed that it was some sort of raptor, but she paid it little mind. That is, until a few minutes later, a screech pierced the still air near her. She started, whipping her head upwards to find the same bird now circling around her with a rabbit in its talons. The sight made her irate, thinking it was mocking her before it dropped the prey accurately in front of her and perched on a rock. Blinking, her expression softened as she looked at the goshawk who instructed her to eat before skepticism crept in.

Why are you giving this to me? Theia asked as she warily side-eyed the bird. Her voice carried her suspicion, but it had a gentle undertone. She was eternally grateful to have food in her stomach, but having lived even a moment in this cruel world told her that the raptor surely wanted something from her.