Bearclaw Valley When they say 2% milk, I don't know what the other 98% is

"every one of your family members somehow disappeared from the wilds and conveniently didn't tell you?" merrick mocked, teeth showing in a mean laugh. "my aunt up and abandoned me, along with my mom. she lives right next door and had no idea i was here."
the mad boy lashed his tail, features growing less harsh, more contemplative. "you can crash with me if you want. eat something." the stranger was young, a clear innocent who would not survive the hazing of merrick's wolves. but bone was bone. 
he waited.