it'll be alright ❄ open, abandoned kit

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob was out on a walk again. It helped him clear his mind and let him stretch his legs. Today was actually fairly decent. He'd had no pain and they'd been a bit stiff at first but now he was moving at a nice pace, at least for him. He still wasn't walking at full speed but he felt more mobile than he'd been since he arrived in Snowbound. Jacob's eyes scanned the open territory as he let out a soft sigh. He was pulled from his mundane thoughts when he noticed a figure curled up in the distance. "Hello? 'Scuse me, are ya' alright?" It was cold out here and the figure didn't appear to be covered up at all. Jacob pushed his way through the snow until arriving in front of the figure, lighting uncurling it from the bag and pressing his ear against his chest. Nothing. The feline wasn't breathing and there was no heart beat. He felt his heart ache and he began to drag the body away. Even if they hadn't known him, he didn't deserve to have his body left out in the same cold that had likely killed him. Then he heard the mews. He hurried to the bag and opened it to see a child inside. Without hesitation, Jacob reached in his own bag and pulled out one of the sweaters he carried to wrap around the tiny creature. He couldn't leave it out in the cold. He'd get him back to the tunnels and then check for any injuries. He was probably starving. The husky spared a glance to the feline, who he now assumed to be the boy's father, and let out a soft sigh. "Don' ya' worry, I'm gonna' take care ah' you. We gotta' get ya' somewhere warm..." he murmured. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

"SPEECH"

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