Haunted Wood I've Fallen & I Can't Get Up

The sound of approaching footsteps was so regular now that Cordelia had taken to ignoring it at this point. At first, she had hoped that someone would come down to rescue her or her ravenous hunger. Her brother's face was on the surface of her mind as she waited for someone to bring her home. But these footsteps were different.

She lifted her head as pieces of dirt fell down the side of one of the pit's walls. Then, a rabbit fell into the pit. So hungry she instinctively stood up, ready to lung. But the pain in her paw stopped her as she lifted her front leg and hesitated. A faded voice echoed into the pit, like a whisper... like a taunt. Staying where she was, in the den and obscured from full sight she continued to stare at the rabbit. "Has it gone off...? Poisoned...? Another form of torture you wolves like to employ?" she asked with pain and anger in her voice.