Hushed Willows 'Cause everything I feel is a waste of time

Any fear Marina might have felt at discovering the cave already occupied was quickly swept away. The wolf she found within was little more than ragged fur and bone, pitiful even at a glance. For a moment she considered leaving him there. Already she and Athens would struggle through the winter, even without knowing for sure whether her belly would swell with new life in the weeks to come. They hardly needed another burden.

For better or for worse, she'd never had it in her to be so cruel. Marina took another step into the cave, chuffing to announce herself. Her eyes never left the stranger.