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04-08-2015, 09:33 PM
Of course it was obvious. There was a stick there that shouldn't be there, the obvious decision was to remove it. How he hadn't thought of it, he might never know. Alas, she leaned against him - her weight upon him more than he expected but not more than he could handle. She really was hurting. She confirmed the need to remove the stick, and he would nod his head while cursing his stupidity within the confines of his brain. He watched her lower herself, and he would take it upon himself to circle around her and focus on her injured limb. Much to the discomfort of his stomach, he watched her try to excavate it from her own paw - and fail. He knew what that meant, and he began to mentally prepare himself in an instant. He was going to have to pull it out. He examined the wound as she told him she couldn't do it, and already he began to calculate the angle he'd have to pull at to remove it without injuring her further. He nodded his head and inched his muzzle closer - as if his proximity might cause her pain. Finally he was close enough and he gripped it tight between his front teeth, struggling not to wiggle too much to either side. In one quick movement he pulled straight back toward himself, backing up a step in the process. He felt the resistance of her flesh gripping the splinter, and then he felt it give way. He'd done it. The sliver of wood fell from his jaws as he systematically dipped his head down and began to lick her wound. The metallic taste of blood spread across his tongue as he gently and rhythmically cleaned her paw. At least he knew how to do this. He paused after a few moments, casting his gaze to her uncertainly. “Are there.. leaves or something we need to put on this?” Sure, because that's how healing worked. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.