Sera looked around at the loose circle in front of her… she looked at the men who were waiting for her to pick what food she wanted before they started to eat.
This was what was getting to her. She was more than capable of surviving this harshness, she could get her own food if she was hungry. She did have her own space with more than enough supplies.
But, the creature whispered to her, they don't know that. This is the way it should be. This is the way it needs to be.
Still, Sera didn't reach forward to grab anything… and still, the men continued to look at her.
The creature rolled its eyes… it felt like a soft head-butt against her sternum. Feed alpha first, it hissed. This is the way it is done in a horde.
Again, the human part of Sera refused to back down, she refused to let herself be seen as someone that needed to be protected or that was more important than the others.
