Chapter II: To the City
Previous Chapter: Chapter I
A couple of days have passed since Fenrir and his sister foal met the unfortunate fate of being attacked by a coyote. Carrying her on his back, Fenrir tried to find a safe location to weather the aftermath of that encounter. His sister still in dire need of medical care, she is still unable to walk and in a lot of pain. Having managed to find a cluster of bushes in a park near a stream, the fluffies have set up camp, with Fenrir hoping his sister would get better.
âAm sissy feew betta nao? Bwudda bwing nummies fwum twashies, am gud nummies.â Fenrir placed the discarded bits of food he could manage to drag with him, or hold in his mouth, in front of his sister.
'Sissy am nu feew pwetty, buh wiww twy eat fo bwudda. Wuv bwudda, tank âou fo nummies bwuddaâ his sister mumbled, struggling to move towards the morsels.
She tried to eat a little, but each bite seemed like a struggle. Fenrir was losing hope that she would get better and so decided to try what he could think of to help. âBwudda gib sissy huggies! Huggies make feew betta!â he exclaimed, forgetting her injuries for a moment, somehow seized by the notion that hugs would cure her.
âEep! Huu huu⌠bwudda! Huwties! Huuu⌠am sowwie, wuv bwudda huggies, buh sissy nu feew pwetty, huggies gib wowstest owwies.â She cried in frustration and despair, longing for the comfort of huggies but being completely unable.
Fenrir had no idea what to do. He began to cry, finally resolving himself to somehow find a way to help. 'Huu huu, am sowwie sissy, bwudda wuv 'ou. Bwudda wiww sweep next to sissy and keep wawm. Wiww wook fo munstah so nu huwt sissy âgin.â
They began cooing, taking what comfort they could and fell asleep. But Fenrir couldnât sleep well, and kept waking up to watch for the monster, also with the feeling that he needed to see that his sister was still awake, and didnât have forever sleepies. When morning came, he ventured once again to find more food from the trash and the sides of the paths where the humans would walk during the day. He observed them carefully, as heâd never seen humans before. His mummah had mentioned them before, but he didnât know anything about them.
This time, on his way to where he found the trash previously, he was surprised to see his mummah again. What was she doing here? He thought he would never see her again.
âStawwion, wan be soon mummah, neeâ babbehs. Gib speshul huggies nao! Nee babbehs!â His mother was talking to someone, then he saw a stallion come from behind a bush next to his mother.
âMawe am wan speshul huggies? Me gun be daddeh? Wuv babbehsâ said the stallion. He proceeded to move behind her and jump partially on top of her before moving oddly, from Fenrirâs perspective. âEnf enf enfâ he could hear him grunting.
âFwuffy am nu caew, just neeâ babbehs, neeâ bestest babbehs. Stoopie dummeh babbehs aww weav mummah back bwight times. Am gud mummah, smawty mummah⌠mummah⌠gud feews!â his mother was rambling before getting lost in the moment.
Fenrir couldnât believe what he was hearing. She gave bad hoofsies to two of his siblings! She abandoned all of them. This made Fenrir have heart hurties, and much saddies. Why was his mummah like this? Why didnât she care unless it was about her?
âGud feeeeews!â the stallion shouted. He lie panting for a few seconds, and then got off Fenrirâs mother. She started singing after. âSoon mummah wuv babbehs, babbehs wuv mummah. Make bestesâ miwkiesâ fo bestesâ babbehsâ~
The stallion then started to try and talk with Fenrirâs mother. âAm gun be nyu daddeh, Cowt so essited. Wiww soon mummah fwuffy be nyu speshul fwen? Speshul fwen wiww get nummies fo make gud miwkies!â
âNu caew, nu wan speshul fwen, jus wan babbehs, dummeh fwuffy, go wai, nu wanchuâ his mother snapped back at him. âFwuffy nu need dummeh fwuffies, am smawty, bestesâ mummah can du aww fo babbehs, bestest babbehs wiww wuuuuv bestesâ mummah!â
âBuh⌠buh⌠speshul fwenâŚâ the stallion started to tear up. Fenrirâs mother walked away from the stallion quickly, and out of Fenrirâs sight.
It was then that Fenrir heard a voice calling from the distance. âColt? Colt~ Where have you gone boy?â It was then a lady human came and walked towards the stallion. Finally, Fenrir also noticed the thing on the stallion he had been too distracted to notice before. It was a harness, with a loop for a leash, but of course something unlike anything Fenrir had ever seen.
âThere you are, Colt. Iâve been looking for you. Did you have a nice walk, did you make good poopies?â the lady enquired.
âMummah, Cowt am saddiesâ he started to sob. âCowt gib speshul higgues fo mawe buh seh am dummeh fwuffy, nu can see soon babbehs⌠huu huuâŚâ
âAww, Iâm sorry sweetie. Donât worry, Colt, you can have sketties at home, and you can get a nice bath and watch Fluff TV with me all night. Donât you want sketties and huggies with momma?â the lady tried to distract and console the stallion, named Colt, by appearances.
âWeewy mummah? Sketties, Fwuff tee bee? An gib huggies an spwashies? Hee hee, wuv mummah!~â
With that, they walked away, the stallion being easily distracted. Fluffies being inherently low in attention capabilities, the good ones were easy to console and easy to manipulate. Of course, Fenrir had trouble understanding everything that was going on. But the stallion seemed to be very happy to be with a human. He even called her âmummahâ, making Fenrir wonder whether having a human for a mummah would have been much better than the mummah he had. Sheâd never given any but her bestest babbeh anything, and threatened them constantly. It was no wonder Fenrir found it difficult to trust anyone but his siblings, the whole world seeming to be against them.
He continued onward, knowing he must get back to his sister. And with some minor success, he wound up back by his sister, food carried from his mouth. âSissy, find mowe nummies. Du sissy nee wawas too? Bwudda can bwingâ he asked.
âNu, am otay bwudda, sissy am sweepie. Wiww eat nummies befow dawk time.â His sister looked very tired. She still couldnât move, and Fenrir felt the knot in his stomach grow with each passing bright time. Even he was starting to have tummy hurties from this, and it did not feel pretty.
Suddenly, he heard talking. It sounded like a human, a mister human walking far from the usual path.
âNo, I told you yesterday, we canât make that deadline.âWhat? No, Iâm not home right now. Iâm at the park, Iâm walking home now.âWhat do you mean, what am I doing here? I walked in for a meeting today and Iâm walking home.âHey, can I call you back, I think I heard something.âYeah, talk to you later.â The human put down the thing he was holding by his ear.
Fenrir realised he might have heard his sister rustling and crying a bit nearby. That gave Fenrir an extremely anxious feeling. The mister started walking towards their hidey place and Fenrir rushed to shield his sister. He didnât want the human coming between them, and though he knew he had little hope of fending the man off, he had to try. As the human discovered them, Fenrir began to speak.
âDon huwt sissy mistah hooman pweeeeease, pwease, sissy am huwties, nee wuv an huggies fo feew betta!â
The man was taken aback. âHey little guy, Iâm sorry I startled you. Iâm not going to hurt you, are you okay? Why are you all alone?â the man asked.
Fenrir didnât know what to say. He just started trying to explain as best he could. âBwudda an sissy was babbehs, wid mummah, buh mummah nu wan dummeh babbehs, said bwudda an sissy was dummeh babbehs. Buh monstah come, an mummah made stompies on sum babbehs, gib foweva sweepies, an monstah too. Onwy sissy an bwudda weft, buh sissy am sickies, nu can wawk. Weggies am su huwties, an hab tummeh huwties⌠andâŚâ Fenrir kept talking but the human understood and finally interrupted.
âOkay little guy, I think I get the picture.â He thought as he decided what to do. He didnât really see the appeal of fluffies, but he wasnât an asshole. He couldnât leave tiny animals on the street like this who obviously needed help. From the sound of it, they were neglected and abused, only to be attacked and nearly killed. He knew people in his own family who neglected their children, and even worse, he knew of abuse from his cousins. After giving it some consideration, the man knew what to say. âAlright, listen. Iâm not here to hurt you. I want to help, and Iâll take you and your sister to a fluffy vet/shelter I know of, and theyâre good people. Theyâll help both of you and get your sister all better. Does that sound good?â
Fenrir was unsure. It made him feel very good, and his body began reacting in ways his mind was telling him not to, that he should be wary, but his body wouldnât listen. Unsure of which way to embrace, he felt the instinct overwhelming him. âWeewy, mistah, wiww be nyu daddeh? Fwuffy wuv nyu daddeh⌠err⌠uhh⌠nu, mean, mistah, wiww hewp sissy? If nice mistah wiww hewp sissy, bwudda wiww go wid nice mistah.â
The man was slightly confused, but he knew these fluffies had really mediocre communication skills. If anything it was quite weird they were essentially like talking to small toddlers. Dogs and cats couldnât talk, but they sure acted more mature than these things. Nonetheless, he felt too much compassion to ignore their plight. âSure little guy, Iâll definitely help her. I promise.â
With that he went to pick them up, but Fenrir took his sister on his back first. âNee be caewfuw wid sissy nice mistah. Hab much huwties.â
The man was slightly surprised at this behaviour from a fluffy, but something about it made him feel good about his choice. He picked up Fenrir and his sister and placed them carefully on one of his arms near his chest, then they walked to his house, and got in his car to drive to the FluffCare Centre.
Upon arrival, the man entered with both fluffies in a basket, Fenrir trying to keep his shivering sister warm. The lady at the counter greeted him and asked, âHello sir, whatâs going on here, what can we do for you?â
âHi, yeah, Iâm Mark. I found these two fluffy foals in a park, and it looks like one of them is injured. Two of her legs look pretty bad, and I noticed bruising on her stomach too. I think she needs urgent care.â
âOh, yes, let me take a look. Wow, we do need to get her into the doctor right away. Do you want us to take in the other foal, too, while sheâs with the doctor? She will probably have to go into the OR, so it might be a couple of days of recovery.â
âYeah, I think that would be a good idea. Heâll be okay here, though?â Mark asked. âOf course, sir. Iâll just need your name and contact information, and theirs as well, so we can interact with them betterâ she replied.
âOh, my name is Mark Silvan. I donât really know if they have names. Little guy, do you and your sister have names?â he turned to Fenrir.
âNamesies? Bwudda am bwudda and sissy am sissyâŚâ Mark knew he didnât understand, and that meant they probably never were given names by their mother. âI donât really know, Iâd have to think about the names. They donât seem to have any. What about Eurydice for the pink filly (Fenrirâs sister)?â Mark said as he turned to the nurse.
âThatâs an interesting choiceâ the nurse replied. It seemed she didnât get the reference, but Mark spent a number of years working for a publisher of mythological nonfiction from academic authors, so for him, he was betting on his own deal for a decent outcome. âWhat about the colt?â nurse continued. Mark took a moment to think. âIâm still not quite sure, I think Iâll have to think about it a bit more.â
âWell, heâs got a really pretty bright blue mane and tail. Iâve never seen one quite like it. It really contrasts against his pure black coat. What about Blue for now?â she asked. âI suppose that will doâ Mark replied, before turning to Fenrir. âHey buddy, this nice lady is going to take you and your sister back with her. Iâm going to have to leave for now, but I will be back I promise. We even gave both of you names, and I chose Eurydice for your sister.â As an aside, almost to himself, he mumbled the words âwe need to bring her back, donât we?â
Turning back to Fenrir, he sighed. âI donât know what Iâll call you yet, but youâll both be coming home with me when youâre better. For now, you can be âBlueâ.â
Fenrir was feeling a mix of emotionsâworry, sadness, happiness, but he had to trust in this nice mister. Hopefully he could help Eurydice. 'O-otay nice mistah, wiww teww W-wuhdiss wen am wakies 'bout nyu daddeh and namsies. Bwuu am happies, tank âou nice mistah.â
Mark could tell Fenrir was trying to not feel worried and sad. But there was little anyone could do in this situation, when a loved one is badly hurt or sick. âBe strong little guy, theyâll fix her and make her feel better, Iâm sure of it.â With that, the nurse took the basket and left Mark with a form to complete. âBlueâ and his sister Eurydice went through the waiting room door back to the veterinary wing of the centre.
âBlue, you can wait here in this cubby while we are making your sister better. When sheâs feeling better, weâll bring her here to sleep with you, and once sheâs all better both of you will go home with your new daddyâ the Nurse said to him as she opened the cage door to the cubby where he would sleep, eat and play if he were to feel up to it. âBwuu am stay hewe an wait fo Oowuhdiss?â he asked as he looked around at the toys and the box, and the fluffy bed. There was food and a water bowl in another corner.
âThatâs rightâ the nurse said. âAnd this room has things for you to play with. There is food and water, and over in the corner there, that box is a litter box. Thatâs where good fluffies make good poopies, do you understand?â
âOtay gud wady, Bwuu unnstan. Pwease hewp sissy Wuhdiss.â
âWe will, donât you worry. Sheâs going to be alright, little guy. Just hold on, and sheâll be back soon.â She gently picked up the basket with Eurydice in it, taking one last look at Fenrir, sullen and exhausted, and walked out of the room to see the doctor and get an assessment on her condition.
âHmmâ the doctor said, as she gave a physical inspection on the fluffy. âIt looks like weâll need to take x-rays. I think the legs are broken, and weâll need to see whatâs going on internally with the abdomen.â
âOwwies, huu huu⌠hab wowstest huwties.â Eurydice was softly murmuring out as she struggled to stay conscious. They got an IV in her with fluids and she started to stablise as they took x-rays of her two legs and her abdomen. After they developed, the doctor saw the breaks immediately.
âYep, looks like both legs are broken. They seem to be clean breaks though, so we can set those. The rib is the tricky one. All we can really do is bandage her up and try to let her heal by not moving for a week or two. Her blood pressure is quite low though, I think she might have had some internal bleeding based on the bruising. We should probably get her on blood infusion as well as fluids.â
âThat means weâll have to take a look with a scope too, and see if the bleed is bad. Sheâs survived a while in this condition, though. If thereâs a bleed itâs probably not big. We can probably cauterise itâ the nurse said, lifting the fluffy onto the operating table.
âThatâs right. But I think weâve got to her in timeâ the doctor replied as she got the operating kit. âLetâs get the legs set and then do the operation.â
A couple of hours later, with a successful operation and flush with fluids and supplemental blood, Eurydice was brought to Fenrir who was eagerly waiting in his cubby. âLook little guy, sheâs doing so much better, hereâs your sissy Eurydice.â
'Sissy, sissy! Wuhdiss, oh Bwuu suuu happies. Tank âou nice wady.â Fenrir danced around, his sister being placed in the bed in the cubby.
âB⌠bwudda, am âou? Sissy am⌠sweepies. Nu huwties nu more, buh neeâ sweepies⌠mm⌠wuv bwuddaâ his sister drowsily tried to talk to Fenrir but the sedatives were still working on her.
âBlue, your sister is going to need to rest, and sheâll need to stay off her legs, so youâll have to help her eat and drink. If you play, donât play rough with her. But sheâs going to be all well soonâ the nurse said, giving Fenrir his instructions.
'Yay, tank 'ou nice wady. Suu happies, wiww hewp Wuhdiss. Wiww teww âbout nyu daddeh an namesies.â
âOkay little guy, you guys get some rest, someone will be here if you need help later, okay?â The nurse gave each of them a pat and walked out of the room back to the front of the centre.
Fenrir was ecstatic, his sister would be all well soon, and they had a daddyâand namesies! The room was warm, there was more food and water than they had ever seen before. He really couldnât believe any of this. And, perhaps, it was too good to be true. Unbeknownst to the doctor, nurse, or Fenrir, a ticking time bomb had developed from Eurydiceâs break in her leg. A clot.
Fenrir awoke, and saw his sister still sleeping. 'Bwuu su happies. Sissy, sissy, wakies. Nee teww âbout nice mistah, an namesies!â
He waited for a moment. âSissy?â
He proceeded to touch her gently, then feeling her back and neck. She was⌠cold? âSissy? Sissy? Wakies pwease? Dun pway bad sweepies game⌠NuâŚâ
âNuuuuuu⌠NUUUUUU⌠Wuhdiss!â
Fenrir knew. His sister had forever sleepies. She wouldnât wake up. The clot had travelled from her leg while they were asleep, and stopped her heart.
'Huu huu⌠sissy. Wub âou, sissy.â
Next Chapter: Chapter III