It's a lil baby Eeyore

we laughed at fate, and mourned her
Tick-tock goes the clock, even for the Monster.

He watched the female turn and face him with a clearly angry expression, one that almost made the monster feel guilty he had even spoken such truth. When faced with facts though, she seemed to calm herself a little and become a rational wolf again. With a sigh, she glanced back at him and he allowed a bit of empathy slip across his handsome face. "What if I returned it to its herd?" There was a clear need to keep the small donkey on his feet, but seeing the condition the foal was in and knowing the likelyhood of an equine mother nursing a colt or filly that wasn't their own...It almost broke the demon's black heart. There was so much hope in the dual colors of her eyes, his own gaze softening.

"It's very likely that the herd's scent has washed out of its coat...and...well, not to dash your hope or depreciate his life, but, the chances of another jinny taking on a little one that isn't her own are very slim." One black-rimmed ear moved back on his skull as he sighed and looked at his paws, "It would also be a possibility that they would reject him because of travelling with us, he would smell of wolves. With all that being said, provided we do not spook him into an early grave...I suppose we could give it a shot. If nothing else, we will have a hard-earned dinner." The last was a joke, presented with a genuine smile and a wave of his tri-colored tail. Whether it was the way she looked at him, or the amount of will she wanted to exert over this foal's life, Iscariot found it hard to deny her. He couldn't take her dream away, and if she wanted to try and help the poor creature, 'Riot decided to help rather than hurt.

While it went against his very nature, the monster sighed and grinned once more. "What do you say? Shall I escort you and the young foal to find his herd and hope they aren't all total asses?" A charmingly devilish smile broke across his face as he made his joke, hoping to pull at least a laugh from her.

"You." Walk. "Talk."