Emberwood Just keep moving on

And yet there was always someone worse off than he was. He realised this when the scraggly, starved looking girl came crawling toward him eyeing the carcass. He was well off enough and honestly always too nice that he immediately wagged his tail and offered a friendly smile, moving aside so that theu could share the carcass. "Hunting not good?"" he asked in a gentle tone. He silenced himself by lowering his head to the meat and tearing into it again, still not full enough to want to risk leaving this good food so soon.

It's totally fine! I understand completely how that goes!