Northstar Vale lion's den

His hunter? What did he mean by that? That was no explanation for the way he looked. She lifted her head and gave him a cruel glare, her jaws parting to hurl another insult at him but she paused when she saw his features soften. 

And he made mention of food. Old food, which potentially meant scavenging, but when she looked him up and down again, she figured herself still potentially capable of simply snagging a bit of whatever food he would lead her to, and then leaving him behind.

”I’m pregnant an’ I’m starvin’” She said defensively. Maybe, then, he might take even more pity on her when he knew she carried pups.