Kogitsunemaru had the passion of helping other foxes whom weren’t so lucky to as large as he was. Perhaps it was the call of the wild, only the strongest could survive the way nature set itself up. “Will you be alright? I don’t know any doctors.” he mutters softly as he picks up the injured fox, little whimpers escape its muzzle. Hive city was no place for wildlife, at least in these parts. “....you’ve been staring for quite some time, are you going to come out?” The swordsman turns his head in the direction of the scent he picked up, even the slight ruffling of leaves was heard from his excellent hearing.