Aurora winced and looked away as Marissa swallowed the decaying rabbit. "I highly doubt that that was a good idea," she said. "You may end up sick later, and I already have a pup to care for... one who seems to be dying. I'm beginning to regret picking him up in the first place. What are we supposed to do with him once we get to the den, anyways? It's not like we can feed him. So what do we do?"