Haunted Wood salt coating me

Never enough. Famine's frustrations continued to grow as each day, his hunger was left unsatiated. When not nursing from his mother, he would latch onto whatever was around — paws, stones, perhaps one of his siblings! 

Again, she had left them alone. Soon after, Famine's hunger returned. He crawled toward the nearest source of warmth that his body could find and latched onto whatever was available, sucking with all of his might.