The Heartwood aupaqtuq ⏜

The ivory stranger didn't seem keen on chasing Lane away from her meal. Quite the opposite in fact; she offered to share. Lane's ears flew up in surprise. 

"Seriously? Wow, thank you." Without a second thought, she strode forward to receive the offered bone. Lane was a proud creature, but her childhood experiences had accustomed her to receiving handouts. Her parents were practically celebrities in the Outer Wilds, and so their family had often been on the receiving end of acts of random generosity. 

Lane was also not a wary or suspicious wolf. To her, a squirrel bone was just a squirrel bone, nothing more. It never would have occurred to her to question the offer. There were plenty of wolves out and about who were happy to share a meal in return for some conversation. Lane assumed that this dainty, alabaster woman was one of them.

"So, whatcha doing in this--" CRUNCH. "--This burned-down forest?" Lane inquired conversationally. Her words were muffled and punctuated with crunching sounds as she bit down on the bone.