Pteroguin Fledgling & Domino Fox
A Domino Fox, for whom sympathy was not a common feeling, felt such connection when she happened upon a wounded Pteroguin Fledgling. Studying the natural born enemy from afar, she could tell that ripped through Pteroguin Fledgling’s expansive wings were huge holes, and to her best estimations this creature could not fly.
“Have you come to mock me?!” snapped the Pteroguin Fledgling, as it stirred and raised to its feet.
The Domino Fox watched from afar, and she had good mind to mock the Pteroguin Fledgling when it flapped and raised no higher than she could with a hop. “No, I’ve not come to mock you,” said the Domino Fox.
“Then you’ve come to end me,” assumed the Pteroguin Fledgling, “I would not blame you. How I sorely relish to start anew as a fresh hatchling.”
The Domino Fox scoffed at the once terrible beast’s sulking. “Nor have I come to do that!” she barked. “As horrid you creatures are in good health, you’re pitiful when wounded. I can see now,” said the Domino Fox, “you could all benefit from lessons of those you hunt and often maim.”
Departing the Pteroguin Fledgling, the Domino Fox concluded, “A long and experienced life is a worthy goal,” as she limped on an old wound with several of her pups in tow.
Despite your wounds, hold on for long life.