Jake

Jake pulled up at the vet and took Daggar into the vet clinic. "Hey! I've got a wolf attack victim here!" He exclaimed.

Daggar

Daggar's limp body was dripping blood. She still had not made a single movement. All that kept running through her head was if Eli was ok, she kept scoldin herself for listening to him, and yet for not listening at the same time.

ASHLiN GLENN

Ashlin had arrived at the vets just a moment before the human and wounded canine came in. She had been in a back room working on some papers and filing some of the many she had finished with. At first, she had been oblivious to the happenings, until someone came in and retrieved her from her work. At the news, she headed out of the room, having left her papers scattered upon her desk, and hurried to the scene. She came up to Jake and Daggar, observing the dog already with a watchful eye. "What happened?" she asked quickly, with her handy clipboard propped on one arm. She was asking about the wounds mostly, though she was sure she could figure it out on her own, but she was ready to take in all the info she would need as well. Already she was going through what she would have to do, since it indeed appeared as though the canine had been through an attack, and more.

Jake

Jake shifted his weight. Daggar was heavier than Fox; that's for sure. "The dog got attacked by a wolf, and then some bullets meant for the wolf hit her." He explained.

ASHLiN

Ashlin listened, and wrote down only a couple things. She hated writing too much down-- it always meant that there was more trouble. Giving a nod, she soon placed her clipboard under her arm and motioned to a small table with wheels at the bottom. "If you could lay it here, I can start with the healing," she stated, not wanting to touch the dog just yet. She didn't even have her gloves yet, though she was quite experienced with just slipping them on easily.

Jake

Jake nodded and put Daggar down on the table, then backed away.

ASHLiN

"I don't know exactly how long this will take, but she will be ready later," she stated, nodding. Once the canine was on the table, she began to wheel it down a hall into a seperate room. This room was where she would work on the canine. So stopping the table near the middle of the room, she pulled out a couple new gloves and simply slipped them onto her hand, and looked to a smaller wheeling table next to her. It had all of her equipment on it. She would take the bullets out, and tidy up all the wounds. So then, she took out a needle full of a sedative that would surely knock the dog out in seconds, and quickly stuck it into her scruff, and injected it.
After she waited a short moment, she went to the bullet holes first, which she assumed the bullets would still be lodged into the dog. She took her first tool, some kind of a long thin piece of metal with a somewhat hooked end, and carefully began to dig the individual bullets out of the holes. Each time she took one out, she easily placed it onto the table next to her. She did this until the bullets were out and then quickly took out a bottle and piece of cloth. She used the cloth to clean away the dried and fresh blood of the wounds. Inside the bottle was a medicine-like liquid, which would help to stop any infections that may settle in. She carefully dabbed each wound with it, and then sat that at the table next to her as well. Any areas she could patch up with either more clean cloth or by stitching the wound shut, she applied that as well. Soon enough, she was finished, and looked over her work. Total perfection. Turning out and taking off her gloves and throwing them away, she started out of the room. She then looked for Jake, to tell him the news.

Jake

Jake walked around while the dog was in the back room. It seemed like an hour until Ashlin came back. "How's the mutt?" He asked. He didn't really like Daggar, or any dog. His sister was the loving one who couldn't leave an animal out on the street.

ASHLiN WONDERSTARR

Ashlin raised a brow for a second at the word 'mutt', but then gave a quick nod. "She's fine. A little rest would do her well, but she can go as soon as she's awake. I'll wheel her back out here." she stated, turning and taking long strides into the room and then reappearing pushing the table out. "She should be awake any moment now," she stated, looking to the canine.

Daggar

Daggar raised her haed and looked at Jake. She smiled and then barked hapily. She stood up and got ready to leap off the table, wavering a bit, obviously not fully awake yet. She wanted to see Eli so badly.

Jake

Jake looked down at the dog. "Then I suppose it's time to go..." He sighed, picking Daggar up and exiting the building.