Sleepy Fox Hollow Folk star

When he asked the next question, Brook couldn't believe her ears. What a cruel, heartless question he had asked. But she steeled herself against the emotions and answered as honestly as she could. Don't think I have months left, sir. Not by myself. At most, she would last a couple of more weeks on her own. She would slowly wither away to nothing but bones and the fur that clung to it. Her body would be plucked apart by whatever scavengers happened upon her, and Lakshmi's life would be a short story, rather than a novel.

Brook grimaced at the thought, but it was likely her fate. This wolf was just making it clear that her fate was in his paws. This particular form of torture was one she was quite used to, so she barely felt the weight of it stacked up against all the other layers that had been put there before. Over and over again, she'd been torn apart. Perhaps it was time for her physical presence to be torn apart, too.