Jean listened as she kept track of the wolf's breathing from a distance and nodded..."Yeah, I think I could go without the monitor as long as I had a second pair of hands to watch the breathing and any differences in his eyes..." Placing her hands firmly on her hips as she stared back down at ehr supplies she looked up to the man as he talked about his sister and the wolf nearly biting the woman. It wasn't surprising after being so traumatized approaching an animal like that so soon, of course it would snap, but with Jean...Well she had always had a special way with animals. Her father called her his little Dolittle, and never stopped her from chasing her dream. Her eyes had grown distant before the comment was made about sedating the animal and her supplies.<br/><br/>"Well, I like to be prepared, I was in college for Biological studies, and veterinary sciences... " She said this as she lightly tapped a needle that held an anesthetic that would knock the wolf out for a good four or five hours. Then slowly turning she approached the animal once more, her movements always slow, graceful, and especially gentle. She wasn't afraid, and she spoke calmly as those big golden eyes watched her, "I'm going to make you better...Okay? This will pinch a little..." The way she spoke to him, was the same way she spoke to all the animals she had ever cared for. Like a human being, like he could answer her back, and she thought they did, in their own way. That the animals showed her their appreciation through their body language, which was true in most cases.<br/><br/>So, it was with a gentle hand that she gripped the wolves back paw and rubbed her thumb up along the animal's leg until she found a vein, in which she quickly inserted the needle, retracted it, and rubbed the place as to spread the anesthetic quicker.<br/><br/>"There that wasn't so bad..."