<a class="postlink" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v225/keyootee/cerise.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Cerise had changed a lot from the girl she was, and still was getting used to the changes. Now fox ears rested on her short golden locks. Giving her the ability to hear things that she could not before. Her ears flicked as she heard an explosion. Something had gone wrong, she thought moving towards the noise as she flicked her tail. There, on the ground was a young boy, who looked like he had been just caught in a fire. Her new found motherly instinct made her want to scoop you up in her arms and take you home. But, her knowledge of the wounds you had made her know that she should be careful. She hadn't learned about healing burns with her training, so she wasn't sure what to do. She shouldn't try it untrained she thought. She could always use some salve that she could buy.<br/>Touching the boy gently on the shoulder, she attempted to wake him. Maybe he would be well enough to get up on his own. But if he wasn't, she would have no choice but to carry him. He looked pretty small, so it wouldn't be too hard to do so. She sucked in some air, wishing that she knew how to heal burns. She would be so much more helpful to this poor little boy if she did. Her heart rang out to him. How did this happen? Why did this happen? She looked around to see if anyone was around that could of caused this. She saw nobody. Did the boy hurt himself? If so, what could of caused him to do such a thing? Maybe carelessness, maybe wanting to hurt himself. She wanted to help him so badly, but now all she could do was bend over his inert body and wait.