Fading Hope

Huata smiled, happy that the young child took her advice into account while she devoured the hare quite quickly. The dame hoped that the child would soon become healthy and happy again; but, deep down, she knew that something was wrong, but, she could not put her paw on it at the moment. She could see that the chocolate colored pup had curled up to get warm, but the orange and cream woman did not know if she could just approach the pup and curl up beside her, for she was not her mother or a guardian. Plus, she did not wish to make the pup feel uncomfortable, so she approached slowly and cautiously.

"Young lass, may I ask your name?" Huata sat her haunches a couple inches from where the pup lied, her ear flicking incase there was danger, and soon, hearing none, she focused her attention back to the malnourished child. "You are surely young to be out here by yourself. May I ask why that is?"