OOC: Sterling work, Zeki! Let's hope someone with a character at the vet's replies to you soon. Kamakazie should be there, he was going to fetch Jerry to go and pick up Cobalt. Hmm, is Ash still around? Jersey was showing her character about, wasn't she? Maybe you could have Tav turn up and bug someone at random. :-D

BIC: An uncustomary pang of pity struck Thor's being at the girl's desperation, his thickly furred ears catching the human words and feeding them to parts of the canine mind which have grown and evolved alongside mankind for thousands of years, telling him what was wrong, how her own kind were turning their backs on her. The lass had family out in the cold, humans couldn't survive in the cold like the dogs could, what were they thinking, why wouldn't they try to help her?

"Silly girl, don't worry about me," he gruffed in murmured tones, knowing it was his place as a dog to do what he could to comfort her. He glanced to the others in this section of kennels, Safari, the sled team here, Dragon; was he the only one going to try and help this poor human? She had just ran in and grabbed him, but come on, the others weren't just going to watch were they? Her clothes were damp, she was probably freezing, they'd have to make sure she didn't get hypothermia or wander by herself. If she left the kennel, Thor decided, he'd keep her company and make sure she didn't curl up in an alley instead of finding a nice, warm house to sleep in.

The copper and cream Husky whined and let the girl pet him, it seemed to help humans, stroking animals, and the sled dog moved his head up onto her shoulder as she knelt there, the warm fur of his neck sheltering the bare skin of hers. Why did they even live in these arctic reaches, with bodies like that? Without their clothes, their machines, boats and houses, how vulnerable they were. And to think the majority of the animal kingdom feared them, these fragile gods. Thor was starting to see how fragile their emotions were, too, and he did genuinely feel sorry for this poor girl. What could he do though? He wasn't Balto! He couldn't press out into the elements and magically rescue her parents.

Could he?

The russet-marked canine considered the possibility as he leant his weight against the lass, whuffling softly by her ear and swishing his tail sympathetically. It wasn't as if he had any obligations here in town, Tony'd left him cooped up and, as far as Thor could tell, hadn't even come back yet. Safari was at home here, or perhaps might even want to help as well. The other dogs, well, they seemed a little less than responsive. He peered around the back of the young lady's head and woofed quietly to the jingley-harnessed bitch, "Safari, lend a paw?"

-John