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May. 15th, 2018 10:33 pmBaby: *little cry, and kind of snaps at Mallard, but it's halfhearted.*
Mallard: Easy . . . easy, little one. *continuing to move slowly, he'll shift around Darnell and right up to the creature, and will start doing an exam as best he can, mostly sight and touch*
Baby: *fine until the doctor touches around his hips, and then he lets out a definite /yelp/ and with turn to snap, definitely trying to bite until the doctor pulls his hand back*
Mama: *rumbles, a wing shifting to "watch" Mallard, though she doesn't otherwise do anything.*
Mallard: */flinches/ in spite of himself, pulling back* Mn, yes, well . . . I do believe you hit the nail on the head with this one, Master Detective. Obviously, the poor thing will need to be restrained before I can do more, I'm afraid. And Mother too, I'm sure.
Darnell: *nods* That's what the tranqs are for.
Mallard: Indeed . . . though before we attempt that, I...think I'd like to examine the mother. If you think she'll let me... *eyeing her*
Zero: She's not injured, so I'd imagine she's less likely to snap at you...
Mallard: *wry grin* My boy, I was thinking less that she's injured, and more that I'm still a stranger and would be poking and prodding in ways she might not like.
Darnell: *stands, helping Mallard back up* I'll work with you. C'mon.
Zero: *he can't help the brow that goes up at the "my boy" but doesn't comment.*
Mama: *rumbles at them when they get up, watching them, but doesn't move*
Darnell: *will move to her first, petting and getting close, kind of snugging to her, even* It's okay, Mama. It's all right.
Mama: *rumbles and settles... accepting his touch*
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Date: 2018-05-16 05:44 am (UTC)Mallard: Darnell, there are a few things I'd like to establish while she's conscious, if that's possible.
Darnell: Such as?
Mallard: Heart rate, body temperature . . . I'd love to get a blood sample, but I don't really have any idea where her veins even are. *frustrated before he lets it go* I tell you what - rather than me approaching and possibly stressing her, I'll walk you through a few basic exam steps, and you tell me what you feel?
Darnell: Uh...sure.
*crawls into bed*
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