She took it gratefully, thanking him as she moved the wolf toward it. At first it seemed at a loss, so she put her finger into it and then brought it to it's mouth. It suckled it for a moment and then seemed to get the idea.
"Poor thing was starving," she said. "I was on my way to you when I heard it."
It had been alone, and looking at it's colour, she worried if it might be the cub of the wolf attacked by Pepper and his goons. It whimpered and cried, but bit her when she got too close, obviously scared and hungry. She could have taken it home, but she didn't want to leave Jube any longer without her.
"I think it was abandoned," she said. "I'm going to keep it and see if I can raise it."
She stroked the little head as it lapped and licked the dish.
"Not too much," she said, though knowing full well it wouldn't understand. "You'll get a tummy ache."
Sh smiled at Jube. "I'm okay. My head is stilla little sore and my mother would kill me if sh knew I was out of bed, but I needed to make sure you were okay. Are you okay?"
She looked at him with such ernest regard and concern, like it had been he who had been injured and not her.