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still, the girl did not respond. moving forward, ignoring Heloise's generosity, she would grip the buck's antler instead. it would seem the ivory woman's attempts at establishing a rapport would be wasted on the child. her neck craned down, biting into the side of the corpse and jerking back as quick as possible. in her jaws now was a chunk of flesh. still, she did not waiver from her quiet assessment. stubborn, perhaps, she would decline to the earth and watch.

chewing softly on the meat, she'd look at the girl from time to time to see if she was still there. noting the antler being chewed at, she wondered if she should help break it. then again, the girl did not seem to care for her attempts at assisting her thus far. grunting, she'd continue to swallow her kill and recharge her strength. if anything, this encounter had succeeded in finding her food. the girl could have the rest, for Heloise only needed a bit. though if she chose not to take it, there were probably plenty of other wolves around grateful for the fallen beast.