One minute he is gliding through the air and the next he is curling into himself on the forest floor. Favoring his right paw and howling in pain. He tosses one way and then the next. Hearing a faint voice even though she is right there questioning him and then scolding him. Stop rolling around and let me look! Her question is lost to the agony of his injury. His fluffy purple tail whips around him as he settles. Looking into the face of the hoofed creature he had been watching. She looks to him with stern eyes and he straightens to a sit. Holding his paw out. A pine needle extending from the soft pads of his foot. "Ow. Oh owie. That hurts," he whines.
She nears him. Blue eyes looking over him. Inspecting what was wrong. Seeing the unmistakable reason for his whimpering. Lay still! He stops shifting nervously. Amethyst eyes filled with tears, look to her in question, "Wait... What are you gonna do?!" His eyes trail from her to his paw and back to her. Thoughts racing through his mind. Raising his other front paw to shield his eyes, "I can't look... No don't touch it! ... Ouch. Ok, just do it. WAIT! Ohhh." He tries sitting still as he winces his eyes closed. Anticipating the excruciating pain of the needle being yanked from his delicate foot...
C Y R U S
The Spirit Wolf
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