He had taken up checking on Oksana in her mother and caretaker's (Lorcan) absence. He didn't trust who had been dubbed to watch her but it wasn't like he could shoo the man altogether. Laike just came around when he was not present. Often times he was snagging something for the child to have. A chewing stick, pelt, some extra food. Anything to assure that she would be alright the moment he left.
Laike had been lingering outside of her den dozing on and off, hoping that she was still inside her den doing the same thing. He eventually awoke, though. His legs stretching out in front of him before he stood up. "Oksana?" He whispered softly into the den. With the sun starting to set she could easily be hiding in the dark corners. "I'm gonna be going for a stroll. If you wanna come you're welcome to but you have to stay close." He said sternly before yawning. Slowly he'd began to pad off. The Artemieva wanted to make sure he didn't take off too fast in case the Baranski child wished to follow after him.
He sniffed around the area to look for anything worthwhile. Some food would be nice but it wasn't necessary since it seemed like most of the wolves here had stopped eating since the death of Kisla. He understood they didn't need to fill their stomachs to the brim every day but it was rough seeing them not doing so hot while he was relatively collected.