As Adia wiped her hands on her already filthy dress she watched the wolf nearly inhale the meat she gave him. As he growled, she reacted ever so slightly less tensely than before. With her chin on her chest she looked at him with narrowed eyes. Not that she was glaring, merely watching closely, as closely as she herself felt she was being watched by the wolf. "More?" she asked softly. Not expecting an answer, she turned to gather more meat. This time, holding up her skirt as a basket of sorts. She filled it with the largest pieces of meat she found. On her way back, she was too embarrassed to make eye contact with anyone. "My legs are probably showing," she thought.
Back in Vaynel's room she threw five pieces of meat into the cage, one at a time.