Redhawk Caldera fetch me the monkey's tail

Fennec didn't intend to wander far from the den, but she didn't necessarily want to be there to take care of this.  She had some of the plants Penn had brought (grudgingly) clamped in her maw as she limped through the snow.  She wasn't one hundred percent sure what they did, but she had the inkling they'd help.

Her shoulder felt tight, and the skin around it itched and flared with irritation.  Beyond that, she could taste a hint of it when she scented the wound - infection.

It wasn't bad or far reaching, but obviously she hadn't managed to clean the thing well enough.  And now she had to re-open it to get it right, which was going to pretty much suck.  She could've had Eljay do it, but this was something she didn't want to do around the others and also wasn't something she figured he'd enjoy.  It was going to hurt.

Her ears turned towards Reyes as he approached from the side, and she paused, wondering what he wanted.  She hadn't met him officially yet, though she'd crossed his scent a time or two and knew who he was.  After a moment, probably not even long enough for him to set the rabbit down, she tossed a question his way.  How are you with blood?