Deepwood Weald Fell for these Ocean Eyes

The murmurring was Eerie to say the  least. If she was a wolf of weaker Constitution, she would think the woods she found herself in were haunted. But She was not a wolf to believe in such things. So, curious to see what was making the disembodied moans, She followed the sound. To her surprise, i was a Small pup. 
She normally despised children and had little to no maternal instinct, but something about the pathetic creature in front of her, shivvering and covered in bleeding wounds, touched her. 
"Poor excuse for a mother to leave you alone here." She spoke, her voice creeping with it's unmistakable coldness. "Then again...you don't exactly look like the picture of health. Perhaps she left you to die..."