04-01-2011, 04:32 AM
At first there was no movement. Though the man could feel slight intakes of breath in the pups side, this was perhaps the only indication that she was still alive. Green eyes caught sight of another flash of green that was not his own and Saul took a deep breath of relief. She was still alive and she could open an eye at least. Hands moved over her body, checking her heart rate. He didnt go anywhere near the broken bone yet, knowing it would be far too painful for him to touch for the moment. His words had appeared to wake her and the series of mumbles and whines indicated that there was something wrong with her jaw. He moved round, gentle fingers probing at her mouth, so gently he hoped he hadnt hurt her.
"Don't worry sweety, we'll fix you up!"
He murmered, trying to inject some cheer into his voice. It was clear the little pale puppy was terrified and badly damaged. He hoped his medical expertise would be of some use. He needed to pick her up and take her back to his cabin to fix her up, but he was afraid that he would damage her more if he just lifted her up. Glancing down at his t-shirt, he ripped it off quickly. Laying it flat on the sand he moved to shuffle her slowly onto the material. He knew he was hurting her, but it would be over soon. Pale hands stroked pale fur as he moved to comfort the little puppy.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you..."
Came his worried voice as he wrapped the t-shirt firmly around her body. It wasnt nearly supportive enough for his liking but there was nothing he could do about that. Wrapped in the t-shirt he made an attempt to pick her up, strong arms flat to stop any jostling or bending of bones already broken. This little puppy was seriously damaged and he hoped he could mend her again.
"Don't worry sweety, we'll fix you up!"
He murmered, trying to inject some cheer into his voice. It was clear the little pale puppy was terrified and badly damaged. He hoped his medical expertise would be of some use. He needed to pick her up and take her back to his cabin to fix her up, but he was afraid that he would damage her more if he just lifted her up. Glancing down at his t-shirt, he ripped it off quickly. Laying it flat on the sand he moved to shuffle her slowly onto the material. He knew he was hurting her, but it would be over soon. Pale hands stroked pale fur as he moved to comfort the little puppy.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you..."
Came his worried voice as he wrapped the t-shirt firmly around her body. It wasnt nearly supportive enough for his liking but there was nothing he could do about that. Wrapped in the t-shirt he made an attempt to pick her up, strong arms flat to stop any jostling or bending of bones already broken. This little puppy was seriously damaged and he hoped he could mend her again.