Sighing softly as you peered down at the finally calm bat, you rubbed at your eyes tiredly, before quietly stepping away from the box it was resting in, not wanting to risk waking it. Luckily, with how injured it was, you knew you weren’t going to have to worry about it getting out of the box, or escaping the little blanket burrito you had put it in, during the night.
It had been hours since you’d found the poor little thing lying injured on the side of the road, it’s body looking as though it had been stabbed through multiple times, by something that was hot enough to badly burn the skin surrounding each wound. In all honesty, you hadn’t thought it was going to make it, and yet still you’d decided to take it home and try your best, unable to stomach the idea of simply leaving it to its miserable fate.
Unfortunately, the wounds had been a lot more severe than you had originally thought, and not for the first time, you found yourself glad that your quaint little veterinary clinic was attached to the cottage you lived in, rather than in a separate location, as you weren’t entirely sure it would have survived the trip into town.
Despite still being quite baffled by the fact that it had somehow survived what were undoubtedly fatal injuries, you tried not to focus on your confusion too much, instead choosing to put all of your energy into getting as many of its wounds dealt with, as you could, before it woke up. Something telling you that it was going to be incredibly difficult to handle, once it had.
Much to your eternal dismay, you were soon proven right.
Though quite big for the kind of bat it was, it was still a rather small animal, something it had quickly made up for with its rather massive attitude, once it had awoken. Displaying a surprising amount of energy and strength despite its injuries, the bat had fought you for a solid two hours before it had finally calmed down, biting, clawing, and screeching, the entire time, to express its displeasure at being manhandled.
It was only after you had wrapped it up in a blanket and started softly scolding it as you tended to the many bites and scrapes you had received, that the furious little creature had finally quieted down, its ears twitching and eyes following you as you moved about the room, almost seeming as though it were actually listening, much to your amusement. To your relief, it had been considerably more docile when you had started seeing to its wounds again, something you had attributed to its waning energy and the sound of your calm, low, voice.
Thankfully, things had gone a lot smoother after that, and by the time you had done everything you possibly could, the bat had almost looked as though it were about to fall asleep under your gentle touch, only letting out the softest little sound of displeasure when you had wrapped it back up so that it wouldn’t move about too much during the night.
With your multiple little cuts and bites stinging, and your mind blessedly blank with exhaustion, you shuffled off to bed in an attempt to get some rest, leaving the bat to sleep in the comfort of your peaceful and dark little living room.
Behind you, two tiny glowing eyes watched you disappear into your room thoughtfully, a rapidly budding warmth blooming in their chest for the first time in centuries.
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