Haunted Wood might just turn around (do 180)

the response was more than famine had bargained for. he stepped back with a quiet whine, eyes wide with an apology. was memory upset? famine didn't have much time to think about it before the offer of food was made again, quickly stealing his attention. 

the child immediately made his way toward the corpse. tiny dagger teeth dug into the exposed flesh, enjoying every bite of what his stomach could hold. and once he'd had his fill, famine fell onto his side with a loud belch to prepare for another nap.