We all make mistakes

He rubbed a paw next to his nose, and still winced from the motion. She had calmed pretty quickly, and was jumping now to see to his needs. Still, her initial reaction surprised him. More proof that she had not been broken as well as she pretended. “You surprised me as well. Ignita stays up sometimes when I'm late home, and…” he gestured to his nose. “The result of a full sized reindeer and I butting heads.” 


She moved closer to him again, water and rag in her paw. As she raised a paw towards his face, he snatched it suddenly in his own oversized paw. It engulfed hers entirely. The difference between them in height and build was beyond shocking. “Do not fight me again, Little Fox.” He said, holding his eyes to hers for a moment of absolute seriousness, before releasing his hold on her. Back to his more agreeable side like the flip of a coin. “The reindeer got a few strikes in before I delt with it. Do you know how to attend to cuts and bruises?” He gestured to his battered ribs.