Duskfire Glacier from the endless dream

Bazi hunkered down among the pale, dying grass, watching Kaskara's progress until it was difficult to make out more than the occasional blur of activity. It didn't take long. When the kill was dropped at her feet, Bazi stared up at her hunter in wonder - for someone with a warrior's frame, Kaskara was unusually quick on her feet. She didn't bother asking for details about the kill - hunger burned suddenly in her gut. When commanded to, the starved wolf nearly swallowed the rabbit whole, making short work of the sinewy carcass.

It took all her willpower to save a rear leg, which she nosed towards the darker wolf. "Please - I don't know what red meat will do to my stomach, so I better not eat the whole thing," she lied, turning away from Kaskara as if to refuse a response that wasn't 'yes, certainly, I'll eat this for you'. To further reduce the temptation to argue, she jumped straight into another thread of conversation. "It'll never be the same. My leg. I'll have to do something else." Like babies, or healing, or taking care of the elderly - anything that didn't require functioning legs, which all three of her core responsibilities did. "..whatever the Alpha needs, I suppose," she finished, grazing the subject of Scimitar in an all too obvious way. Would he have her back? .. had he moved on?