Greymane leaned forward, gently grasping her foreleg so he could look at her footpad. Seeing the piece of porcelain jammed in, he squinted before grasping the edge and pulling straight out in one fluid movement.class="quote-container">Quote:
Shyly, Tess rolled back over. Apprehensively, she looked at the man, who was nothing but old kindness and understanding. She licked her nose nervously, then sat back on her haunches with her bleeding paw out in front of her. She whined. Fix it?
