Lost Creek Hollow look at me, i am old but i am happy

He heard the screams, and they sent him running.

Gannet had seen the work of porcupines before, and just as he'd removed the quills from Joss, he knew what had happened and what needed done as soon as he set eyes on Sionnach. The culprit was ignored for now.... Gannet knew it was no danger so long as they kept away. Something apparently the pup had learned the hard way.

Gannet approached and dropped to his belly in front of her with a soft whine, inviting her to come closer so that he could look. Let me help, he said quietly. He did not want to frighten her any more than she already had been, and his mind was already running over the options. First, removal. Then, perhaps something for the pain.