Humming gently to himself, Rosco smiles as he walks through the park, stepping, accidentally on a thorn and yelping before slamming himself against the nearest tree and staying very very still, wincing in pain as the thorn digs deeper into his paw 'Frak it, this is gonna suck, I should prolly head over to the medical pavilion, don't want this to get infected, can't be to careful down here' he thinks to himself, and after a few minutes, reaches down and pulls the thorn out, before he limps his way over to the transit system so he can get to the pavilion faster, holding the long twisting thorn in his right 'paw'. Getting into the pod he hits the button for the pavilion, before sitting down in the back of the pod, readying his crossbow.