Elgan had heard that there was a creature in need of his help.
He didn't consider himself to be a rehabilitation officer or anything fancy. In fact, his methods were probably out of line with standard fare in that field - he relied on gut feeling instead of facts and figures. Nonetheless, the call for assistance with a particularly unhappy Bwee had caught his attention enough for him to try his hand with it, and he'd turned up to the adoption agency bright and early the following morning.
The city was still unfamiliar to him. Different, loyd; it made his head hurt, to hear his hooves on concrete. By the time he'd gotten into the building, his ears were laid flat against his skull, and his cloak was pulled firmly around him.
"'lo," He offered to the person sat at the desk. They regarded him with polite interest. "Here about the bwee."
The receptionist appeared skeptical. They looked him up and down in a way that was hardly subtle - did their parents never teach them how to be polite? - and shifted in their chair. Elgan did not let it sway him. Nothing a bwee could do could frighten him, he was positive.
"Quite a rough one, that bwee," They said. "Are you sure you want to take a look?"
Surely, these staff were supposed to be encouraging potential adopters rather than trying to scare them off. He avoided the urge to sigh, opting to reach forward and pull a piece of paperwork towards himself. Shorten the process and all.
"Positive," He replied. With a few short pen strokes, the form was filled out and returned, with the sarcastic ghost of a smile. "Tell me th'way."
It was hard to tell whether the receptionist was insulted or impressed by his attitude. Either way, they pointed towards the steel doors without another word.
That was fine. Elgan paced off towards it, and pushed it open - damn, it was heavy. The smell of beast hit him instantly, thick in the air, and he inhaled. Comforting, to be frank. The city was clean and perfumed and more sterile than the farmland he was accustomed to. Now, where exactly was the bwee...?
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk. He was willing to bet it was in the direction of that sound.
When he veered off towards the larger creatures, he could hear the thudding more clearly. It was as if something was bumping itself against the bars of the enclosure. That kind of behaviour wouldn't surprise him - the beasts would get tired of same old, same old. A few steps further on, and he arrived at his destination.
"There y'are," He said. A domestic bwee, angry as ruin, butting its head for dear life. "What's all the commotion about?"
It didn't look happy. The closer Elgan drew to the enclosure, the more its annoyance grew - it snorted, then let out a squeal, pawing at the ground with a front hoof. He would not let it bother him. If he looked like he feared the creature, it would take liberties from the offset, and that was bad for fostering a hierarchical relationship.
What concerned him most were the quills. They looked like they could do some damage, if deployed. He didn't feel like picking spines out of his appendages, so he'd keep a respectful distance. Carrying his crook was a blessing.
"Steady, now. Steady," He said, extending the crook towards the bars. The bwee shrieked, stamping out another warning - Elgan did not falter, masking any insecurity he felt about the situation. If it was distressed, it could always retreat. "Not gonna hurt you. But you'll hurt y'self, doing that, won't ya?"
Distraction was an equally valid tactic. Elgan was thinking about the vegetables in his rucksack already; bwee enjoyed their food, and it would offer them both a reprieve to think as it ate. If it would accept, of course. There was always a chance that it was too incensed to be motivated by food.
"There, let me..." The curve of the crook touched the bwee's back, and it bristled. He could see the spines poking into the wood... thank god it wasn't his arm. "S'good. Good bwee, good bwee. Not gonna do anythin'. Just want you calm."
Moving the crook in gentle stroking motions initially didn't look like it was doing much, but it was taking the bwee's mind off of ramming the enclosure. If it was a choice between it fighting itself and fighting Elgan, he would choose the latter.
"How d'you fancy a bite to eat, huh? I'm starvin'."
At least that godawful noise was finished with. The bwee could attack the crook all it wanted, as long as it wasn't barging around and making itself a nuisance. Elgan could practically hear the collective sigh of relief from the other occupants of the shelter, which seemed... many. It wasn't teeming with life, but there were more occupants than he'd anticipated.
"Let's see what I got," He said as he pulled his rucksack off of his shoulder. Held within were a few bags of different vegetables - some grown by him, some bought from local traders. He wondered if the bwee would taste a difference. "Hey, what d'you think of a carrot?"
Rather than stick the carrot through the bars and risk getting stabbed, he used his crook to scoot it under. The bwee looked suspicious. It nosed at the offering, exhaling heavily with little snorts, and eyed Elgan once more.
"'m not tryin' to poison yah, if that's what you're worried about," Elgan said. "Genuinely. It's a snack. No idea what they're feedin' you in here, but a good fresh veggie won't hurt, will it?"
Solidarity might help. With a shrug, he pulled a carrot of his own out of the bag, and wasted no time in crunching off the tip. The bwee's responding grunts were softer, more curious; he glanced down at the creature as he chewed.
"Give it a go, pal," He encouraged. "Good stuff."
The bwee snuffled over the vegetable. It didn't smell off - it smelled like any normal item of food. Pacified by that, it scooped it up and munched it down, greens and all. The mammalian watched with amusement. A no waste kind of creature, huh? He could appreciate that. He was enough of a fussy eater for the both of them. They'd be good friends.
Elgan relaxed a little, seeing the creature accept his offering. As stubborn as he was, he had thought for a moment that this bwee would be a challenge he couldn't handle - but it was still capable of being swayed, so he put his brief concerns to rest. The carrot was gone and the air was quiet again, aside from the distant sounds of other residents.
"Feelin' a bit better?" He asked. The bwee exhaled. "Can't be nice, thumpin' and yellin' like that all the time. Does y'head hurt?"
He couldn't be positive that what he was going to do was the right idea, but he had to bite the bullet sooner or later. The sheep knelt in front of the bars of the enclosure, laid his crook on the ground next to him, and extended a hand towards the bwee. If he was going to get poked with spines, so be it.
The bwee stared. It didn't attack him immediately, which was a bonus - Elgan had braced himself for imminent pain, so anything less was a relief. It sniffed on and around his hand, as far as it could reach, before backing off a step. What was his game? It wasn't sure.
"Swear down, I'm not gonna hurt ya," He said, rubbing his fingers together in a coaxing motion. "S'okay. Just wanna check that head of yours, in case you've done yourself any damage. C'mon, trust me, won't you?"
It took a few precious seconds, but eventually the wet snout of the bwee snuffled over his fingertips. It was a bizarre sensation. At least it seemed healthy, judging by that alone. He moved to stroke his hand over the creature's face and up to the top of its head, looking for any abrasions. Nothing detectable. That was a good start to everything.
That was it. The bwee was not an aggressive creature, he could see that - it was frustrated by its environment. Who knew how long it had been staying there, after all. Some creatures were not suited to kennel life and it was no fault of their own. Elgan decided that if he could do something to help, then he would, without question.
"Okay, you wait here," He said, and then got to his feet, taking his crook from the ground. Back through the metal doors and to the front desk, with a pithy smile at the receptionist. "I want the bwee."
"The-- alright," They had evidently given up trying to convince him, and slipped the paperwork across the desk, along with a pen. "Fill in this and you're good to go."
It was a lot of scribbling, but he was happy to do it, even if his penmanship was less than perfect.
Twilight-Claw: And usually I do notice those things. x3
Aug 11, 2022 8:35:50 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Lol, I honestly hadn't noticed them until you said that Darky! XD
Aug 11, 2022 8:35:38 GMT -6
Darky: With bonus feesh~
Aug 11, 2022 2:09:03 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Awesome growth! And I see they still got the birds flying around them. x3
Aug 10, 2022 13:31:10 GMT -6
Morgan: The Shabutau eyes are so expressive! I'm impressed with them. c:
Aug 9, 2022 21:09:30 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: *Dances* Yes! Primal Expertise is here! <3 Just now noticed the list with what is updated, thanks Silver! Definitely loving all those tiny updates that where made with the rest as well! <3
Aug 1, 2022 15:20:01 GMT -6
Darky: Yep, they're def 5-fingered, complete with a thumb :3 And danku~
Jul 21, 2022 4:04:19 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: The Dynasty Tat-Lung looks awesome Darky! You made them look really cool! I think I even see a thumb in their design that fits their most likely one to read books in their design. <3
Jul 20, 2022 13:26:25 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I like this part "and would like to remind you that lost digit reattachment is a service offered at all Labs-Aligned hospitals within the city." of them a lot for some reason, I don't think many people go to that establishment a lot. x3
Jul 2, 2022 3:42:55 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I didn't even noticed it was double headed until it got mentioned in the cbox (which was really just five seconds after seeing them! XD). :3
Jul 2, 2022 3:41:30 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: I'm glad you like them!! Seeing as they're a retired breed, I wanted the Magestorm to be extra special.
Jul 1, 2022 21:08:53 GMT -6
Morgan: Oh, the Magestorm being double headed is a really neat surprise! What a cute species. c:
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Fiera Ferella: Afraid I don't have any. :C
Jun 30, 2022 14:16:45 GMT -6
Darky: Btw, still on the lookout for 1 sapling flower if anyone has any spares? (Not picky about colour~)
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