Meadowlark Prairie Can't see the stars, but we're reaching

Food. That was a driving factor in everyone's lives, he would come to learn. Wolves would abandon all their sensibilities in pursuit of something as basic as food. For him it was easy to find; he didn't understand the hardship of living alone, nor would he ever earnestly try to. His life was far more comfortable. "Nope!" he answered with the same amount of bald honesty she'd paid him.

Then, because Ramsay was still just young and his instincts, though sharply intact, were still easily overridden by his curiosity and excitement, the boy told Indra, "food here. You come." and rose to his feet with the full intent of leading her back to the glen, where someone had deposited some day-old meat just that morning.