Black Stone huffed and curled up by the fire. He knew they were safe, he hadnt scented another predator within a day of this place. But he did worry for the woman before him. When he had last seen her she had had a healthy glow about her. She had been stout, tough not musceld. And now she was a walking skeleton if ever he had seen one. He would hunt for her in the morning. If they were to get to the herd she would need the energy and strength that only meat could provide her. He wondered vaguely why she thought he wouldnt return to her. He had left to be sure, but he wasnt Stones mate. He wouldnt tell her the truth though. Why he had really come for her. Maybe in time, but not until he helped her recover. She needed to be healthy. His instincts were telling him to keep her safe to help her anyway he could. But without being able to shift there was only so much he could do for her.<br/><br/>"I will hunt for us in the morning. You need more meat. It will help to provide you the energy and strength you need to come with me to the herd." He laid his head down and stared at her as the fire light danced on his dark blackish fur, showing the sheen of his coarse coat.