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Nik, strong and full of spirit, was chained to an old post, his once muscular frame now frail and weak from hunger. Day after day, he lay there, starving, his ribs visible beneath his thinning coat. His only comfort came from his beloved companion, Meda.
Meda roamed freely, but her heart ached seeing Nik suffer. Each day she watched him struggle, his strength fading, yet his eyes still full of love and hope whenever she appeared. Determined to save him, Meda began a quiet mission.
Late in the evenings, when the house grew quiet, Meda would sneak away to nearby homes and fields. She sniffed out discarded scraps, old bones, and whatever small morsels she could find. It wasn’t much, but it was something.