Post by Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe on May 25, 2014 21:00:37 GMT -6
Zoe tucked her shirt in, trying to hide the squirming bundle within. She'd done a good job so far, smuggling it in from the forest to here. It probably helped that Zoe had, well, she'd paralyzed it, just a little. She couldn't help it though! The little creature had obviously been in pain, though Zoe had attempted to tend to it as best she could. Zoe could certainly understand being in pain, being lost in the woods and hoping that someone came and saved you. Zoe still wore several bandages leftover from her own forest based assault, which had been another, admittedly more selfish, reason for her to stun the creature.
now, however, Zoe had reached the stables. She moved to an unoccupied stall, grabbing some hay and arranging a sort of mini-bed. She opened up her blouse as best as possible, sliding the little creature into the hay. The stunned animal rolled quite easily in, only squeaking a little. It blinked and looked up at Zoe, who smiled down at it. The creature was, in fact, a little baby fox, one had only recently gotten its adult coloring and some of its adult fur. It blinked several times before looking up at Zoe and letting loose with a cute barking/meowing noise. Zoe studied it for several seconds, looking it over.
Something had gotten to its leg. Zoe had already torn off some of her skirt to wrap about the wound for basic first aid, but she was hoping that she'd find something more for it in the stables. She was also hoping that she could manage to find an idea of what to actually do with the creature now that she had it tucked away somewhere relatively safe. She removed a glove again to give the creature a little pet, wanting to feel its soft fur as well as give it another stun. Once it shivered and stopped, Zoe began looking around, rummaging through various shelves and the like, looking for something that could help her tend to the wounded little creature.
now, however, Zoe had reached the stables. She moved to an unoccupied stall, grabbing some hay and arranging a sort of mini-bed. She opened up her blouse as best as possible, sliding the little creature into the hay. The stunned animal rolled quite easily in, only squeaking a little. It blinked and looked up at Zoe, who smiled down at it. The creature was, in fact, a little baby fox, one had only recently gotten its adult coloring and some of its adult fur. It blinked several times before looking up at Zoe and letting loose with a cute barking/meowing noise. Zoe studied it for several seconds, looking it over.
Something had gotten to its leg. Zoe had already torn off some of her skirt to wrap about the wound for basic first aid, but she was hoping that she'd find something more for it in the stables. She was also hoping that she could manage to find an idea of what to actually do with the creature now that she had it tucked away somewhere relatively safe. She removed a glove again to give the creature a little pet, wanting to feel its soft fur as well as give it another stun. Once it shivered and stopped, Zoe began looking around, rummaging through various shelves and the like, looking for something that could help her tend to the wounded little creature.