Redtail Rise She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe

Her guardian, Prophet, made sure she had everything she needed, and it took very little time for her to go from being weakened to the point of near death, to being a demanding menace, albeit a very scrawny one. Fortunately for the red-eyed man, she still had a long recovery to go before she had enough energy to be an absolute wretch- but she was definitely feeling well enough to pitch a tiny princess-sized tantrum. 

Naturally, he had to leave her to get food, get a drink, hunt, do whatever it was he did. She was too malnourished still to have the energy to leave the area designated for her, but that didn't mean her voice wouldn't carry. 

So the spindly child sat, having been left alone for just long enough to have decided that she was being neglected. "I'n hungwy." She declared to herself, and sniffed. She pulled in a breath. "IIIIIIII'n HUUUUUUNGWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!" She screamed. "HUNG! WEEEEEE!!!" She barked. Even that much of a fuss left her short of breath; but her voice was piercing enough she was certain someone would rush to her aid.