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@Sven and @Leotie please. Roman has found himself a bobcat friend :^)

The boy should have known better. He trailed after a scent that belonged to a dangerous creature. There was something in him that drove him to follow after it. Despite being the boy who had strayed away from the chaos lately, he was about to cause a good bit of his own.

Amber eyes focused on the small creature that stood out against the ivory world. The brown-mixed pelt seemed to shine in the morning light. Those dark stripes and spots made them stand out even more. His tail beat behind his body with excitement. The boy had never been so close to a feline before. He had never had a good reason to be and even know he didn't.

Something about the way it lingered near a willow so unaware gave the boy the worst idea he could get. "Go closer." His mind whispered. Without hesitation, he crawled forward from his hidden spot, now exposed to the feline. He heard the low warning sound that emitted from his company. That should have been his warning to not see the creature as a plaything.

Roman growled back as his tail lashed above his back. In his crouched pose, he was in no state to be pulling back if things went south. Which was exactly where things were going for the boy and his short-tailed friend.

A few moments of intimidating stares and sounds passed before the cat seemed to give up on hoping the Archer would get his wits about him. Romanov leaned back to try and pull away but before he knew it there was a stinging sensation on his face. It burned. Between the pain and co, fusion he could only manage to whine and groan. He quickly stumbled backward away from wherever his attacker had gone off to. There was a high chance it was already trying to escape but that mattered little to the boy with wounds now open on his face.

One eye cracked open to notice the ruby drops on the snowy ground. In that moment he was no longer worried about a possible second strike from the feline. No, there was something much bigger to worry about. What was the Ridge going to think when he showed up with a wound? Hadn't his cousins already played hospice enough? If the bobcat did not kill him first, his cousins certainly would.

tldr; roman got swiped on the face by a bobcat bc he's a dumbdumb who doesn't understand personal space. cat is still in the area

not looking for some fairytale bliss

Leotie had caught the scent at the border and had been following it through the territory. She knew the scent well enough to know that it was bad news and something that needed to be taken care of. She had yet to call the pack as she was waiting until she could assess the situation.

The last thing she wanted to do was call them and not have any information to give them. All she knew at that point was that she had found a scent trailing into pack territory and it belonged to a cat. It could he the lynx or it could be a bobcat. She wouldn't know which until she laid eyes on it

However the further she went she realized that something clearly wasn't right. The scent of blood lingered in the air and that of the cat and Romanov.  She hoped more than anything that the pup hadn't encountered further she went on the trail it was starting to seem like he had.

Then when she couldn't deny it to herself any longer she knew she had to get there fast. She took off at a run until the pups form came into view. She didn't stop running until she came to him and what she saw sent her hackles raising, “Romanov,” she said upon her approach, “Are you okay?” It was a dumb question because now because she saw what had happened to him.

Leotie could see the blood coming out of the wounds on his face. “Roman, How badly are you hurt anywhere else?” She asked kicking his crown. She'd never dealt with such things as far as injuries were concerned. Leotie turned her attention to the wounds. They would need to be cleaned so she decided to start with the excess blood on his muzzle licking it away.

i want something just like this

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Possibly Mature post for discussion of wounds/blood?

It stung even when the act was done.

The boy had felt plenty of emotional pain but the burning sensation he felt now was foreign. Even the voice of @Leotie could not take his mind off of the pain. He heard his name, her questions but didn't say a word. He was shocked by what had occurred. The boy had never intended to startle the cat so badly (or had he?) but it seemed they hadn't seen eye to eye.

It was only when her tongue made contact with his face to clean the area around the wounds that the boy made any movement. He pulled away from her as if she was the cat, a gasp of air sucked in so fast he could have sworn his lungs were going to explode. "No." Was the only thing he hissed in pained tones. The skin was too tender still for him to want it to be poked, prodded or anything else.

His fur would be soaked with the crimson substance but lucky for the boy it was not his white patched side. Amber eyes blinked wildly trying to pick apart everything that had happened. "Don't touch me." His stance was not one of aggression as his body shifted to convey what he could not manage to speak. His tail tucked out of fear as he lowered himself to the snowy ground. The Archer wanted to disappear and he wanted the stinging on his face to cease.

(This post was last modified: Feb 14, 2018, 04:28 AM by Romanov.)

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not looking for some fairytale bliss

Leotie could see something had happened when she found Romanov. All that she could conclude from the scents in the area and the scratches across the pups face was that he had encountered the feline. It had clearly gone badly for him. The cat would have to be dealt with but her immediate concern was the child. He needed to have his wounds tended to which she tried to do and tried to get some information out of him about what had happened.

At first he didn't speak as she tried to clean him up but then he pulled away from her and gasped. She didn't move toward him and instead gave him his space. She didn't know what was going through his head but he did utter one word. She took that to mean he wasn't okay.

“Romanov it's okay,” she tried to reassure him as she took in his posture. He looked scared and confused. “It's gone and it's just me here. Please let me help you,” she kept her tone quiet and gentle hoping that it would help him to calm down from what had happened. She wondered if maybe she should get Ravenna or Sven to help him since they were his family. She didn't want to leave him alone though with him seeming to be so afraid.

i want something just like this

(This post was last modified: Feb 14, 2018, 05:20 AM by Leotie.)

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