The Tangle bird watching goes both ways

It doesn’t make much to get the girl to still help her. Her tail wags a few times as she’s on the ground again, biting at the last vine, and as soon as she’s worked her way through, there’s immediate relief. It burns on both side of her ankle from cutting through skin but there’s not too much blood.

Furi shakes her foot free and hops on three legs forward, trying to get out of the mess of brush she’d gotten caught up into. There will definitely not be a repeat visit.

Once she’s in a relatively empty spot, she lowers her rump to the ground to inspect her ankle. It doesn’t look terrible, a little superficial. Portia—Rose?—can look at it when she gets back. Furi lowers her head and licks at one side, cleaning the blood off, and then another, before she remembers she had company. She glances up at the strange patterned wolf and thumps her tail, straightening her form back out and standing up once more.

”Thank you for the help,” she says with a smile though she doesn’t know how to repay her.

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