Gilded Bay mellow

She was halfway through it when some other wolf showed up, a rough lookin one too.  Ani eyed her as she finished chewin her piece, makin sure she knew her manners an didn't move no closer.  She wasn't about to toss aside her first meal in days on account of some random tosspot.

Oi! Iv you fink I'm sharin enny'ov vis'ere find, you'd be be'ah off soddin off t'va next one.  Cuz I ain't.  There was no tellin when she'd get lucky next, and no charity was worth starvin.  Now, if this wolf meant business, that was a whole nother story.  No sense offerin until she was pressed.