Bramblepoint bury my body down by the highwayside

as with the first time she'd found her way to this carcass, she did not go long unaccosted. this time, the stranger offered no warning, diving head-first for the spindly limb attached to the pecked over torso. the wraith pulled back violently, whipping her head out of the way. snarl escaped her as fangs snapped on her chest, hackles already erect as she shoved a shoulder in the boy's direction, snapping at his face in turn. 

her hunger was not great enough warrant fighting tooth and nail for the remnants of the corpse, in she was already weakened by the day-old gash in her flank, but she would not simply turn tail.