Kai watched him move away from the tree and down to the water. Her heart broke for him. Here he was, bruised and hurt, none of it his fault in the least, and he still felt bad, still felt he needed to be strong for her sake. Or maybe it was for his own. She already knew it was going to take a lot to get him to break his old habits. He had been trying for the last couple days, but every now and then, like now, he would slip back into his old ways. At least he was trying. Baby steps.<br/><br/>Walking over to him, she dipped her head to drink, glad for the cool water.<br/><br/>I could try to hunt for us, she said, not sounding confident in the least. But the last time I actually hunted anything was a few years after my parents passed, she went on to explain.<br/><br/>She had no confidence at all in her hunting skills. Rusty didn't even begin to cover how horrible she had gotten at hunting for even the simplest of things. Quite frankly, she was ashamed to admit that little tidbit about herself. Being a wolf and all, hunting should be natural, like riding a bike, one would think it would come right back, but that wasn't exactly the case for Kai. Relying on human ways for a few decades had made her....well, more human than wolf when it came time to find food.