Understood

«Daddy, I'm still hungry,» Scarlet mumbled, observing the new wolf who appeared out of nowhere. He had asked her mommy if she was all right, and he had even laughed in front of Nate.

Who was he? Could he be dangerous? He didn't look like that, by the way, even with his bulky arms and trained physique. He seemed like a big, domesticated dog; not a savage beast... Someone with a lot of muscles and a stern face but the character of a golden retriever.

«What do you want, Scarlet?» Nate asked, turning his attention to her.

She shrugged, uncertain. She had just finished her dessert, so she should have been good. Yet... She wanted something more.

«You're growing up, aren't you?» her father chuckled, patting her head and ruffling her hair.

She pouted, unhappy he could laugh at her needs. It was his fault if she wasn't like her mommy: skinny and full with a few bites!

She was skinny, though. But her hunger never seemed to go away.