Honey, I Got Us a Cat.

Roan was a constant support as she surveyed the situation. He asked what she needed him to do and she was silent for a moment. Eventually, she spoke. "We need to roll this rock towards us. It will release the cats foot. Then I can see if it's broken or not." Io gently tapped the rock that needed to be rolled. It was rather large and she definitely wouldn't have been able to move it. "Good thing I have my big strong man with me." Shooting his words back at him, she winked.

Moving closer to the cat, she stared it hard in its pale green eyes. "You behave. This might hurt, but we'll get you free." Again the cat glared, but it didn't strike or growl. The language barrier between felines and canines was fairly large, but they were capable of bits of communication. "No harm," growled the cat and Io nodded in response.

Turning to Roan, she nodded, giving him the green light to roll the rock away. Once it was removed, she would be ready to treat the cat.