Bearclaw Valley Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

They always tried to convince him - it wasn't an unusual thing. Anyone that had worried over his stature in the past either stopped caring or just didn't say anything anymore. Skoll could take care of himself, he knew how to hunt, how to kill for himself. He just didn't get that pang of hunger most did. Only when his body was wailing at him for not eating for too long, was when he was aware bad things were happening inside. 

Right now, though, he felt fine. Perhaps it was a faux feeling, but it was a feeling nontheless. 

"Don't you think the pack children would fair better with that?" He replied to her pushing of the rabbit to him.