Cerise's brow furrowed in concern when he winced in pain from the salve touching his skin. She knew no matter what she did, she couldn't avoid hurting him. She spoke, her voice soft and tender trying to soothe him. Well at least the fox cub's antics were diverting his attentions away from the pain.<br/>"There there, everything is all right. I'm here. Not sure how good that is for you since you barely know me, but at least someone is here. Are you used to being alone?"<br/>She wasn't sure how long she could manage to get him to stay here. Probably by the time nightfall came he would want to get back to where he lived. Alone, on the streets. Without a mother. It was the hard truth, somehow she needed to get him feeling comfortable with her. She felt like the fox cub was the key to that. As Ricky sat on the floor, the cub came towards his hand and began to try to take away the meat from him.<br/>"Tear off some of the meat, give him a little bit. The more he eats from your hand, the more he will come to trust you."<br/>If only she had instructions of how to make Ricky trust her like she had with the fox. Maybe offering him something to eat would help.<br/>"Would you like something to eat? Bet you haven't had a good meal in a long time."