Silver Moraine a horse with no name

@Alessia, set a few days ago

After spending some time north of the Maplewood, Shale thought it would be best to head home again, cuddle up with the pups and bring them some food and toys he'd found. He was tired, too; it pulled at each and every nerve, dragging him down in a haze as he padded along. His paws hit the moraine and the seconds seemed to stretch into minutes, minutes into hours--

The closer he got to the plains, the farther away they seemed. He heaved a sigh, toes skidding a little along the stone as he walked.

He was still underweight, but his condition was improving as the extra hunters helped to bring in more food. He no longer felt the need to starve himself completely in order to provide for his family; his food intake was still less than it should be, but he did eat. If you asked Pema, probably, he didn't eat enough--but he did eat.