With A Little Help From My Friend

Indigo was a year old now and he was given much more freedom that he was closer to a full adult. The mohawked boy didn’t explore much to beging with, on his own he’d barely left the Empire his whole life. With Short Round by his side he took his first solo mission to find some summer herbs not available in one of the gardens at home.

He made his way to a place that was enviously lush, bright blue eyes grew wide with wonder. A grin played on his dark purple lips as his huge form wandered down the gulley carefully. He was half way down the side when he heard the voice and he froze with uncertainty. He was already looking out for the source, but Short Round raced that direction.

”Yes!” He called out, he had heard her, but he couldn’t see her from up here. Hurriedly Indigo rushed down the rest of the hill, but tripped slipped and tumbled down. Indy was young and spry and though the collision with the ground hurt he popped back up as Short Round grunted and led him to where the fawn was stuck. For a moment he wondered if he should try and make the unfortunate deer dinner, but then he realized the scent of her was completely wolf.

”Should I try and pull you?” He asked worriedly, eyeing the log that held her captive. ”Maybe dig at the wood?” Indy didn’t want to hit her with his sharp claws, but Short Round could get in on some digging too.