Summary
As the wolves all stalked the cattle Bilbo wandered towards the back of the house where trash sat. Her stomach gave a grumble as Bilbo knocked the can over and dug through the discarded food and items. Bilbo ignored the stench in favor of shoving food into her mouth: muffins, carrots, apple slices. Stale, mushy, it didn't matter. This was food and it was what she needed. Fem!Bilbo