(Long time since I posted, may as well add something for a bit of spice!)<br/><br/>The small, ragtag group walked away from the small village. Arias, tagging along in the rear, had her head bowed since they had left.<br/><br/>"Arias, cheer up! Your kind won't be hunted by the humans anymore." Leonis attempted to grin with all of his sharp teeth.<br/><br/>"It's easy for you to say. You have others of your kind alive and well." Aris muttered back, not even bothering to lift her head in reply. Ryker piped in. "I'm sorry what happened to you kin, but-"<br/><br/>Arias' head whipped up, her ears pointed and alert. Something, what the two wolves thought was the wind, wailing out to the empty summit. Arias shoved her way past the two, Leonis barked out in annoyance. She ran to the field of snow in which the battle between her clan and the humans' broke out and stopped at the body of a young female. Without hesitating, she thrust her snout into the open flesh of its belly. Leonis reeled back in shock and disgust, Ryker just stood there, mouth agape. "Arias, wha-" He quickly fell silent when he saw what she brought out from the flesh.<br/><br/>She pulled a small kit, not much larger than her own snout, out of the stomach of its dead mother. The little thing mewled pitifully as Arias quickly found a small place where there was no blood, and she gently laid the kit down and curled her body around it.<br/><br/>The little kitten was scrawny, bloody, and very hungry. Its fur was slightly darker than Arias', but it nearly disappeared in her thick pelt as it nuzzled her belly. Arias looked up at her friends, tears in her eyes, and slowly smiled. "I'm not alone."