LEAN ON YOU — JOINING

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— s͢uv̷i͡ ̷k̛iir͜a ó f͞a҉olá҉in | t̢àn̢glewo̧o̷̢d̷͢ | sawbone —

"A-are you okay?" The petite vixen swallows a lump in her throat, chest tightening.  She stepped closer, ears flattening.  Strangers pushed her into quicker panics as of late, afraid she'd only get herself into trouble again.  Unmatched hues danced, flashing around the net carefully, looking for an easy start to work.

The wolf seemed unharmed, but her initial question still stood.  She couldn't help it.  No one earned her compassion, she simply gave it on impulse, concerned for others' welfare.  Kiira furrowed her brow and sighs softly when she finally finds one of the ends.  At least she had somewhere to pull up now.

Carefully, she began to lift up the net, intent on untangling the wolf.  She offered a sheepish smile, supposing it really was a miracle she'd never managed to run into one of Tanglewood's many traps herself.  "Y-You didn't t-twist anything when y-you went down, o-or anything like that, did you?"

— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —