Great Bear Wilderness Where the mountains are less annoying and have a name

He could smell the sickly stench coming from her and regarded her with disgust, muzzle wrinkling as the breeze blew the scent of a festering wound right up his nose. He inched closer as she quickly devoured the rest, licked her lips, and yawned at him as if she didnt have a care in the world. His fur bristled and as she spoke he gave no response, his stomach aching and roaring loudly as he grew increasingly more pissed off by the second. "You smell like you're gonna die anyway, why would I bother?" he finally said and growled trying to refrain from taking his frustrations out on her. It wasn't her fault food was lacking and he knew that it was wrong to demand what wasnt his yet...if he couldn't learn to do whatever it took to survive what business did he have trying to rise to the top of the Nightwalkers?