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mercianne

Walk | Talk | Think

He seemed to be a lot more trusting than she would have imagined, hardly even hesitating at all as she offered what help she could and stretching his paw out for her to see. Her expression grateful though reserved, Mercianne stepped forward through the snow, lowering her head and peering closely at the thorn where it sat. It certainly was in a tricky location, settled between the second and third toe so that most of it was hidden and therefore hard to grab. She sighed gently, wondering what the odds would be for her to actually succeed in getting the whole thing out. There was really only one way she could try.

Informing her that it was simply more annoying than it was painful, Merci lifted her dark brown eyes and briefly alighted them on his before looking at his paw with a determined frown. "This shouldn't hurt," she answered him, and then lowered her muzzle calmly to his paw. Judging the space where it should have been, she bit, but missed. Again, she tried, and she thought she could feel it between her teeth, her hold tenuous but there. Carefully she drew her head back and stepped away as she breathed heavily out through her mouth, trying to get rid of the thorn if she had been lucky enough to keep her hold of it. "Is it gone?" Her question came a second later, and with curiously perked ears she set her gaze on his paw, hoping that she had been successful and expecting to see it free of prickly annoyances.

OOC: Left it open for you to determine whether Merci was successful or not. c: