Hushed Willows don't you know i'm no good for you

What do you need?
 
Qilaq looks down and stares at the ground. There’s a few feathers by her paws. What would help you the most?
 
The girl sighs and closes her eyes, trying to think of something. What would help? She really wants that other bird but she stays silent. Maybe it’s not for her. Maybe there’s another wolf Seabreeze has to tend to.
 
“Are th-there others? H-hurt?” she questions, picking her gaze up at staring at Seabreeze’s feet, keeping the other kill in her view but doing her best not to focus on it.

For a while they talk, though not very much is said. Qilaq struggles of her words and putting thoughts to her tongue, eventually giving up and being left alone to sleep.