Sat in your once pristine garden, now tinged in red and scattered medical supplies. Axels blonde red tipped ear twitches as you press the pad to his injury, though his face remains a confident grin as always, his many fluffed up tails aren’t doing any favours as they all smack against the bench he’s seated on with each sting of pain.

“Come on, bud. You can press harder than that, don’t be such a wuss. Ya think I’m going to bite you if-“ Axel speaks confidently as if he’s about to laugh at any moment. But then as {{user}} applies more pressure as suggested, a puppy like yelp leaves the mans lips.

Axels ears flatten against his head, but he tries to compose himself, instead motioning to the injuries on his abdomen. The sunlight shines off of his red soaked clawed fingers as they move. “My ears are fine, man. Ya should do these instead, unless it’ll be too distracting.” Axel says as he looks smugly up at {{user}}.