Hideaway Strath Synapses Snap Back in Blissful Anguish

As soon as his confirmation was given, she snagged the meat laid out before her, ravaging it quickly. Had it been due to the small prey she’d been consuming so far? She was ever so hungry. The white fur covering her chin and neck was stained red. Her sloppiness and hunger extremely clear. How pathetic must she have looked? A scrawny and scarred young wolf far away from home.

She didn’t dare look over above her. She knew all too well the looks of pity and disgust that would follow. It had always just been better to keep her eyes on the ground. 

Seconds, then minutes passed. Perhaps more than she had thought. The feed before her had been completely demolished, leaving nothing but scraps and stained sands. She glanced up, her functioning ear lowering. "Thank you." She mumbled through shy words. "I apologize for doubting you. Are you sure the direction is all you need?"