On the way, Durin bought Maria ten strings of roasted sausages, the Faroese sausages made more use of fish meat—depending on the mountains for nourishment when they are nearby, and the sea when it's close. Although saying so might be disrespectful to the fish, Florence is indeed considered half a coastal city.
Moreover, the little wolf cub was exceedingly careful about fish bones, but she still quite liked these boneless sea fish sausages.
Back to the topic, this little she-wolf's fur had become sleek, initially, when he first saw her, he thought she had escaped from one of the refugee camps in the Central Continent, a poor unfortunate soul indeed.
Big Orange commented on Maria's condition.
I believe that if her father returned and saw Maria, he would hardly recognize her.
Speaking of Maria's father, the Elder Werewolf wrote a letter two months ago, saying that he was going east to try his luck deeper into the Dark Zone.
And since then, no more letters had come.
