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not weird at all!

he didn't actually expect her to take him up on his offer. weren't pack wolves meant to be pretty against sharing food with those of other bands, especially when snow was still on the ground? he knew his family was. still, surya wasn't about to look the proverbial gift horse in the mouth—and his own ears perked forward as she described the predicament she found herself in.

i can help with that, too, if you would like, surya offered, grinning. i'm a runaway myself, but at this point, i wouldn't mind my mother coming to find me. so young, so inexperienced. he might as well still be on the teat for how green he was even a year old.

but. . .hunting. yes. he'd offered to help. maybe we can find something, he said with a shrug of his own, trotting forward. he kept his pace slow, allowing her to catch up to his head-start. they could move together—two noses were better than one. and hers was likely much better than his, even if her luck was as bad as described (which he, the receiver of rotten fortune himself, highly doubted).