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[BZZT~
The video turns on, facing downward to the snow. There's some rounded teddybear feet in the shot, in the snow, the camera wobbling a bit and then lifting up. When it's straightened out, the image shows a long haired blonde child sitting with his back to the camera, several feet away, wearing a pastel blue jacket, lined with white fur (which he got from Mello) as well as baggy shorts that hang to his calves with dangling suspenders and straps. Adorning those hips is a giant handcuff, something Bridget hadn't worn in quite a long time. The top and bottom of the outfit clash- shorts in the snow- but who really cares?
Bridget is in a clearing in the forest, sitting in a circle of grass with his legs folded to the left, otherwise surrounded by snow, and seems to be surrounded by something else... Three wolf monsters, one in front of him and one on each side, closing in at a mere three feet away. They're leaned forward as if they could pounce, all staring intently at the child, who from the back seems to not move a muscle.
That us until his left side jerks and suddenly the monsters all scramble in towards him, nosing down at something obscured by Bridget's form. One of the beast bounds away from the group and stops a couple of feet away with a chunk of meat hanging from it's teeth. The others scramble for it until it's gobbled up and the little pack returns. It's obvious now that Bridget is feeding the wolves. He can be heard giggling happily and talking to them as he tosses them more bits of meat before a big fluffy teddybear hand covers up the camera and shuts off the feed.
Time to give it back to Bridget, now that he's absorbed the unpleasant shock for him... What's a guardian to do?]
The video turns on, facing downward to the snow. There's some rounded teddybear feet in the shot, in the snow, the camera wobbling a bit and then lifting up. When it's straightened out, the image shows a long haired blonde child sitting with his back to the camera, several feet away, wearing a pastel blue jacket, lined with white fur (which he got from Mello) as well as baggy shorts that hang to his calves with dangling suspenders and straps. Adorning those hips is a giant handcuff, something Bridget hadn't worn in quite a long time. The top and bottom of the outfit clash- shorts in the snow- but who really cares?
Bridget is in a clearing in the forest, sitting in a circle of grass with his legs folded to the left, otherwise surrounded by snow, and seems to be surrounded by something else... Three wolf monsters, one in front of him and one on each side, closing in at a mere three feet away. They're leaned forward as if they could pounce, all staring intently at the child, who from the back seems to not move a muscle.
That us until his left side jerks and suddenly the monsters all scramble in towards him, nosing down at something obscured by Bridget's form. One of the beast bounds away from the group and stops a couple of feet away with a chunk of meat hanging from it's teeth. The others scramble for it until it's gobbled up and the little pack returns. It's obvious now that Bridget is feeding the wolves. He can be heard giggling happily and talking to them as he tosses them more bits of meat before a big fluffy teddybear hand covers up the camera and shuts off the feed.
Time to give it back to Bridget, now that he's absorbed the unpleasant shock for him... What's a guardian to do?]