Heron Lake Plateau its easy to get hungry when you ain't got shit to lose.

Unaware of what was real and what was not, the boy struggled to make connections as things happened — and they happened so fast. He heard a softly spoken word — his name? — and his eyes opened groggily to take in the sight of the girl with golden fur. This didn't make sense; none of this did, between the hunger, thirst, exhaustion, and darkness, but also seeing Niamh so close to him. She was gone — she had burned up before his eyes —

Get out! She commanded. He didn't notice her mouth moving because he was wincing away from the sound of her voice, his ears slicking back — something moved at the den's mouth and all Screech could do was murmur pitifully and try to burrow in to the layers of down beneath himself.