Across the Barren Dunes, my love

Tallulah would gently lick her mate's muzzle, cleaning it of the blood that had blotted his coat and made it unappealing. The air was warmer and a slight breeze blew upon their pelts, a smile coming across the dame's maw as she nodded her head kindly to the brute whom she loved dearly. Her topaz optics met his as she could hear the sounds of the buzzards up ahead that were waiting for them to move on so that they could pick off the scraps of the carcass. The stench of blood wafted through her nose as she looked to Aoto.

"I don't mind where we go, as long as I am with you, I'm complete," she smiled and licked his cheek, eyes staying calm and focused until another scent hit her nose. Her eyes stayed focused as she could hear the sounds of whimpering, but, was it a wolf?

She walked over to the sound of the whimpering and found that of a young pup hiding underneath a limb of a cactus for shade. Her eyes widened in shock. She approached the young pup, eyes showing sadness for the young one. Where was it's mother, and why was it alone out here?