Maybe I should just ask her, right? No harm in asking about where we are going. I doubt she knows where I live to begin with so maybe she can take me home. I hope so, the mother must be worried about me.
"Uhm, miss?"
"Hmm?"
"Uhm...Wehre are we going?"
"I was heading home. Until I saw you in the middle of the road. I live close by and it is late. I am planning on taking you in for now until I get this sorted. We are about 35 miles from Arcadia and it is said to rain heavy tonight."
I guess I am glad I found the road when I did. Otherwise, it would've rained on me all night heavily and that would sound like a nightmare. Also could cause infection if dirty mud got in my wounds since I didn't have shelter.
"Okay...when can I go home?"
"I will get you to the police station and bring you there so you can identify your mother so we can get you back honey. Don't worry about it"
She reaches her hand out and I feel like I have done something so I close one eye waiting for a slap behind my head. But it doesn't come a small rub behind my head and massaging of my feathers.
This feels...good...I start feeling tingling sensation in my head and begin to below a bit a growl quietly in happiness. I don't want it to end! Mother should do this to me!
She removes her hand and the tingly sensation ends and she continues driving. Aw man...I wanted it to last just a while longer...Oh well. Maybe she can give me more when we go to her place!
"Thank you for rubbing my head miss! It felt good!"
"No worries honey. Say...what is this crusty crimson-looking stuff I rubbed off your head when I rubbed your feathers? Felt odd. Some kind of special shampoo for feathers?"
"Mmm...I do have a special shampoo my mother gives me but I didn't take a shower this morning nor does it last that long...Hmm....OH! I know what it is. Must be the dried-up blood from my head from earlier today."
"What?!" she says before slamming on the brakes nearly sending me flying if I wasn't buckled into the seat. My small body lunges forward and retracts back with a flop. My head feels a bit sore now...
She unbuckles her seatbelt and turns towards me and looks at me with eyes of surprise wide open and with concern. Did I say something wrong? I must've oh no I am about to be punished! Please don't hit me!
I close both of my eyes and cover my face and turn away awaiting a slap behind the head like my mother would do to me when I did something wrong. But it never comes.
I feel something soft touch behind my head and it is fingers. What is she doing to me? I try to look behind me but she keeps my head in place. Not letting me look behind.
"Please stay still honey I am checking the back of your head. Hmmm..."
"W-what is it?" I ask starting to get a little scared.
"Hmmm...Yes...Yes I see....You have a gash on the back of your head that has stopped bleeding but is still open under all these feathers. This must be from a heavy impact of some sort. How did you get this honey?"
"Oh well...I fell down a hill and hit the back of my head on a rock. I remember putting my hand on the back of my head because it hurt and had blood on my right hand. Take a look!" I say as I show her my dried up bloody hand.
"Oh my gosh! How are you still not unconscious?!"
"I don't know...My mother once said to me i was a "resilient little shit" at some point."
"Oh my gosh, that is horrible! What kind of mother says that to her child!"
"What do you mean?" I ask not knowing what she means.
"Er...Nothing...I will check you up when we get home and I will wash you off of the dirt and disinfect your many scratches. I will also buy you some clothes...
*Growls*
I look down at my stomach and notice it is very thin. Man, I want to eat something...
"I am also going to buy you some food you must be starving! You look like you are homeless...Are you?"
"Oh no I'm am not homeless mother lives with me at home. But I don't know where home is so."
"That is why we will go to the police station tomorrow."
"Yay!"
She smiles warmly at me and buckles her seatbelt and starts the car again. We start driving and I notice tinting noises outside of the car and I lookout. I focus my night vision and realize it is raining outside. I guess it did rain. Or is I mean.
*Few minutes later*
I have been sleeping for a bit with my head slumped up against the door of the car but just await enough to hear the rain outside myself. I feel the car slow down and a gentle bump jumps me from my seat. I open my eyes to look outside and see a building with a burger on the side of it and fries. I can't read yet so I can only assume what this place is.
"Where are we?"
"Well since you seemed hungry I decided to take you out for something I know a kid like you must like. I hope you like burgers!"
*gasp* "I love burgers! Even though I don't eat them often!"
"Hehehe, well I am glad you are excited. Lets go."
I get out of the car and nearly slip from a puddle underneath my feet. But I catch myself. I run over to the entrance of the restaurant and wait for her while getting drenched in rainwater.
I get cold very easily and hold my arms together shivering to wait for her to come out of the car. I look at the car and she is pulling out an umbrella and gets out of the car and locks it with the beeps of the car confirming it.
She sees me and starts speed walking toward me in a fast pace. Holding her umbrella shielding herself from the rain facing the opposite direction of the rain.
"Oh honey you shouldn't stay out in the rain! Please go ahead and open the door." she says while gesturing me to open it.
"O-oh okay..." I turn around look up at the door and reach and try pulling it. I open wide open and a gust of wind and rain bulldoze its way into me making me soaking me even more.
When it gets cut off. I focus my eyes and the woman is standing in front of me with the umbrella and she takes my hand and walks inside.
"Oh honey look at you...you are soaking wet now..."
"S-sorry! I didn't mean to!" I say pleading for forgiveness.
"I am not mad at you honey just concerned for your well being. I am sure you are cold."
"I am..." I say shivering
"C'mon, lets get us a table and get you something to eat." she says taking my hand in a direction and walks us to a table.
W sit down and she gestures for me to sit next to her and I get in the seat. I climb on it adjusting my tail and sit up swinging my legs back and forth.
She gives me a menu but there is a problem...I can't read...Does she not know this?
"Uhm...I can't read miss..."
She looks over to me with a confused look and takes a moment to herself. She then widens her eyes and makes an "ah" noise and comes to a conclusion of some sorts.
"Oh my bad! Typically Elf children learn to read early on so that was on me. Apologies."
"No your fine. Uhm, can I have a burger with fries?"
"Sure honey."
She calls over a waiter and a Wolven man walks over to us with a piece of paper and a pencil. He has black fur, is roughly looking like a teenager at a height of 5'6, and wearing a black shirt with black pants.
"Hello miss, and uhm..."
I look at him with a smile and he smiles back at me. He looks down at his paper and begins to ask questions.
"Hello miss what would you and him like for dinner at this hour?"
"He would like a burger deluxe with fries and I will have a salad. Please and thank you"
"Right away ma'am. Thank you for coming" he says while turning around and walking over to the kitchen.
"Your welcome honey." she says as he walks away.
We wait for a couple of minutes and in the meantime, we make a small chat.
"So honey, where are you from?"
"Uhm...I am not sure my mother ever said where I was born...I assume a hospital like mother said at one time."
"Interesting. Well then I suppose not everyone is foreign like me."
"Your foreign? What does that mean?" I ask while tapping my dirty shoes together.
"Well it means that I am not from the region or of the same race as others native to a region. I am a foreigner to Arcadia but I have lived here a good amount of time."
"How old are you ma'am"
"Hehehe, you should never ask a woman her age honey!"
"S-sorry! I didn't mean to offend!"
"Oh, it is fine honey. Since you are so polite I will tell you. I am at least 200 years old. But I won't go into details but let's just say I am in my mid-equiviilant to late twenties in human years. I am old hehehe"
"Really! You look so young and beautiful though!"
"Oh how kind of you! Hehehe" she says while raising a hand near her mouth smiling at me. I smile as well but get shivers a bit and start holding myself a bit.
She notices me getting cold and does something unexpected to me