Deepwood Weald Fell for these Ocean Eyes

A long pause, and then a fearful threat, and the pup attempted to skitter away. It wasn't difficult to keep up with her, and She easily headed her off. 
"Well that was rude. You should learn to have more respect for your elders." Her eyes narrowed at the scrawny, Squirming thing. 
"But if you want to die in here, by all means...who am I to stop you? Probably would be better off in my opinion... otherwise, I can help you out of these woods, and I guess...catch you a rabbit or something...you smell like you've eaten Carrion for days... probably too young to properly hunt." Her nose wrinkled in disgust. In all honesty it would be a mercy to kill the poor creature. But she didn't want to catch.... whatever it was she had.