Bearclaw Valley i need fresh blood.

It was clear the woman fed herself like one should - muscle showing in her form compared to Skoll's skeleton of a body. However Skoll had simply forgotten that his body would tell him that it was hungry. Or maybe he was so used to being so thin that his body just stopped telling him. Either way, it didn't make him weak. Just weak physically. Skoll himself was strong in his own mental state, finding thinking about things easier than actually interacting with them. 

The two made eye contact for the shortest of moments before Skoll continued on, to mark a tree not far from the last. Perhaps she would rather have a silent walk. He could work with that.