Sapphire's stomach growled. She hadn't had food for many days, and, as a result, she was growing weak. She glanced over at Dove. She knew the wolf hadn't eaten today yet, and hoped the settlers would provide food for the pup soon. The continuous movement of the Thunderbear was beginning to make Sapphire feel sick. She sighed, and curled up into a tight ball, trying to sleep.
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