Jeshi looked atthe gazelle hungrily. She licked her lips.
She batted away the fact that she couldn't hunt, and started to chase fater the deer. After a few seconds of running, she tired out. She looked at her ribs- they were showing through so badly. her shouldber blades were like sharp claws, tearing through her skin. Her cheeks were sucked in and her eyes had sunken into their sockets. She looked awfully hungry.
She had to cross the boundries into the Pridelands at ngiht. She was too hungry. There was little in the Outlands, and all the food went to everyone but Jeshi. She had little hope.