Great Bear Wilderness nothing you can say that can tear me away

By the time she'd returned, he was trotting back to the tree. It was good, at least, that he was where he belonged- but how far had he wandered? She figured it couldn't be much- and what did it matter, now that he was here and not missing? She wouldn't let such a thing bother her. 

Famine still looked rather bored with the catch that was in Chanel's mouth though. His brow furrowed- an expression that was readable even on a baby. Something wasn't right. She considered momentarily how things had been when her mother's next litter had been born. She wasn't around for much of it- but she'd been interested enough in the adorable little babies to watch over them sometimes. And the way her mother had chewed the food and spat it up- she recalled it distinctly because, she found it too disgusting to witness and would promptly exit whenever it happened. Would she have to do such a thing...?

Face contorted in total disgust as she began to chew, slowly approaching the boy with reluctance. Once she reached him- she spat up a lump of soggy half-chewed meat. It was so nasty. She couldn't dare to look, and so turned her head away with something like shame, though she doubted a puppy was one to judge.