Snowforest Taiga break my heart but don't tell me i'm not doin' fine

the meat wasn't the best, but the meal was filling and unlikely to make him sick; passable, until an ugly childlike wail interrupted aniruk mid-chew. then it continued, and he realized it was sobbing. his ears flattened, and he started to chew again slowly, swallowing in harried silence.
relative silence, anyway. the sobbing stretched on, and aniruk was agitated enough to search for the source, expecting a lost child or something of the sort. what he found instead, when he finally spotted the lone figure curled up on the ground, was a grown woman.
aniruk frowned, pawsteps slowing as he took in the situation from what little distance remained between them. no blood that he could scent or see, no sign of struggle; he was baffled. what happened to you? he asked in solemn, probing tones as he moved closer, expecting some kind of tragedy and feeling an obligation to offer aid.