Raven's Watch i would sing

it was slow going, and each step took the little wolf farther from the two she had chosen. forced to rely heavily upon the strength of the stranger, she was happy to peel away from him and rest gingerly against the earth. he went off and came back; in the interim she dozed, and opened a gaze misted with pain at his question.
a quailing bob of her head. she did not think she had said a word to him since their meeting. teya looked to the food he had brought, hunger rising stiffly in her throat but the nausea of a growing agony stifling her appetite.
still she was silent, senses flushed with the fragrance of the items he had brought; teya watched him closely.