12-15-2017, 03:21 AM
The fox anthro looked disoriented. Normally, Squeaks would normally have tried carrying him home, but his condition prevented it. He leaned down and checked over the anthro, he was in bad condition. Squeaks couldn't quite figure out what was up with the anthro. He was too clean to be a feral, but too underfed to be pet. Maybe a drug overdose, Squeaks thought. It looked a bit like a "bad trip" but that still would not explain the injuries. Maybe he was assaulted after getting high.
Squeaks kneeled down, and put his arm around the anthro. "Calm down, it will be OK," he said, "Just let yourself fall asleep, don't fight it." Squeaks knew that he probably shouldn't be doing this. Although the fox anthro was small, it was still bigger than he was, and he didn't know how the fox anthro would react. Still, Squeaks was too low in the pecking order to make unneeded enemies or reject potential friends, and he might make some money out of this.
Squeaks kneeled down, and put his arm around the anthro. "Calm down, it will be OK," he said, "Just let yourself fall asleep, don't fight it." Squeaks knew that he probably shouldn't be doing this. Although the fox anthro was small, it was still bigger than he was, and he didn't know how the fox anthro would react. Still, Squeaks was too low in the pecking order to make unneeded enemies or reject potential friends, and he might make some money out of this.