Starting Over Again

It was a relief to Martha to discover that all the ruckus was nothing more than a ball of snakes wrapped around...something. Whatever it was was making an awful sound, a cry for help. Upon closer inspection, she realized that they were balled around what must be a raccoon, if the tail was any sort of giveaway. She released a breath she didn't know she had been holding in, and knelt down to help the poor creature. One by one, she pulled the snakes off the coon, grasping them by the base of their heads and gently pulling them free, then tossing them away from the animal. Once she had them off, she quickly pressed a hand on the back of the raccoon to pin him and keep him from running. "Just hold still a moment and I'll make sure you aren't hurt, then I'll let you go. I'll admit, I was worried you were some kind of monster." It took no more than a minute or two for the vet to finish her examination, and release the raccoon. "You should run along before those snakes decide to come back." She paused for a moment. "I wish you could talk, then maybe you could give me some kind of idea where I am. But that's silly, isn't it?" She rose to her feet and picked up her bag, settling it on her shoulders and looking around for a new direction to take. Remi martha "You can't hide anything from me."