"What happened to Ashwatthama? Why are you crying and why is there an injured puppy in your hands?"
It was Kripi who was not able to see her son cry like this asked hurriedly, She knows how much her son loves animals and seeing the injured one like that certainly would have hurt him a lot.
So she quickly approached him and while narrating him with questions, She kneeled down and wiped his tears with her not-so-soft hands filled with calluses because of the hard work.
Ashwatthama did not mind, He just looked down in guilt with his pain-filled eyes as he saw the whimpering puppy in his hand laying in his hands, The greyish fire of it now has lots of blood stains and exposed wounds.
Anyone who sees this puppy can tell that this puppy will not survive a single night. It was on its last leg and will give up on life soon even after a treatment. It would be humane to put it out of its misery and not let it suffer pain any longer in its last moments.
