Emberwood Just keep moving on

excuse the terribleness while I figure Lainie out!

She didn't know how long she had been on her own. At some point, the girl had realized her presence was not missed at the Sanctuary— maybe not even noticed at all. So she left. And she came to regret it.
Without the experience or knowledge to hunt anything larger, Lainie had been scraping by on the occasional rodent for months. By now she was far too thin, bedraggled because she had stopped bothering to take care of herself. Normally she'd have been embarrassed to be seen like this; presently, she was too busy starving to care.
The scent of meat drew her in— but the scent of another wolf made her hesitate. Her indecision only lasted a few beats. Hunger won out, and Lainie made her approach. Maybe they would share, if she looked pitiful enough. To this end, she lowered her head and posture as the other wolf came into view— a male, big and grey. Lainie glanced to the partially eaten deer carcass and whined softly, tail tucked anxiously between her legs. Please, please be nice and share, she begged silently, too terrified of being chased off to even open her mouth.