What is this creature that resembles a dog so much...it's body is so small...why is it in the drawer...Finnick looked at the Professor before looking back to the small dog like creature. It was too small for it to be remotely healthy but...why was it going to die.
"It was a runt, it's dying from system failure and it's too late to be saved...the species has plenty of problems as it is so it's a wonder he made it past birth" the professor said softly from her spot on her desk. Finnick slowly picked up the creature and it moved a bit, making a small whimper just like a dog. Finnick pulled it into his arms left the room with the rest of the students. He didn't know how to comfort...let alone how to make someone feel better, but as stated he couldn't save the poor thing. Finnick went to his quiet spot, a tree just on the edge of the forest and set the dog creature in his lap petting it softly. He watched it sniff it's surroundings and tremble from time to time, Finnick frowned and hummed trying to calm it. An old song his mother had sang when she still was proud to have him as her son; Finnick hummed and the creature's shaking slowly stopped and slow deep breathing pattern's replaced the shaking. It wasn't much longer before the dog passed and Finnick was surprised to find himself crying over the dead creature.
LMAO Guess who ran out of time because work it a pain.
Finnick and the Dog critter