We get colder as we grow older
09-20-2016, 02:26 PM
Faite beamed when it seemed he was willing to help her. Her tail waved softly and she glanced back at her stuck foot. She could see the tiny glint of blood and frowned at it. She'd have to get one of the healers to look at it later, but so far it seemed pretty minimal. It hurt like hell at the moment, but it was hardly anything life threatening or serious. Her gaze would follow the taller wolf as he found the stick she'd pointed to. His posture was awkward as he seemed to find difficulty in holding it at a proper angle. Even still he managed to carry it over to her. She moved her leg back trying to loosen it enough to get the thorns to relax so he could wedge the stick in between her leg and the brambles. The stick felt uncomfortable but she ignored it. Instead she lifted up her hind leg, fur grating against the branch, and thorns dug in at the other side of her leg. Refusing to give up she tugged once more and out came her foot! Limping away from the thorns without getting tangled in anymore she then turned to face him with a smile. "Thank you for helping. Now, may I know the name of my savior?" She grinned, with a hint of a teasing in her tone. She truly was grateful though. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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