Duck Lake child is slowly taken

When the growl passed through the air between them, her head snaps up and she bristles. She fights the urge to give chase and demand the respect she deserve, but that neglected nerve of compassion disrupts the hot anger rolling in her veins. This stranger, whoever she was, clearly hadn't had a good time of it in her young life. Meanwhile, here she stood healthy and fit thanks to her rigorous upbringing.

It wouldn't be fair to greedily take energy from the ailing girl to cool her own irritation.

Her lips, tense from her sudden rage, relax a fraction and she glances down at the bone the emaciated female stands above. How strange... she thinks, shifting her ears back a few ticks as a show of peace. The calculating center of her brain is blaring red flags at the sudden inclination to find this girl a meal, but she stifles it.

Carolina glances towards the lake and inclines her head a fraction to the left when she returns her gaze to the female. "Hungry?"