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[align=left]there's a chip on my shoulder *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

The shouting of a child and the smell of blood caused Moth to worry. The fact that it was a child that she didn't know really didn't help much either. She saw the swarm of Tanglewood members surrounding the kid, and ears pinned back to her head for a moment, eyes flicking to each member for a moment before she finally spoke. "Everyone but Sophiea back up, give him some room." She would speak out quickly as she moved forward, paws shrinking as she turned into a form that hadn't been seen in a long while. The small island fox would let her bag fall to the ground as she offered a small smile to the child, remembering when she had been young and confused, scared about her surroundings. "Hello Puffball, I like your name, mine's Moth." She would offer to the other, eyes flicking over the child's body to see the damage, see what he wasn't allowing to be healed.

"Your mama has a good eye, your fur is really pretty," She would offer the other, "What if we put some white stuff in it, so when you see your mama it's still white? Or maybe something purple, so she can see the white even better when she see's it next, it would look so pretty, we could even put a little flower behind your ear to match if you want." Cobwebs to help the wounds that were open to close, comfrey to stop the bleeding and to help keep infection away. Moth would be fine with losing some comfrey to put behind Puffball's ear if they wanted, anything to help to keep the wounds from becoming infected.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  and it's big as a boulder