Blacktail Deer Plateau what doesn't kill you, right?

ok this was pretty bad. maybe taking on a group of coyotes without backup from her comrades wasn’t the greatest idea. now the injury would hinder her from walking or hunting for a few days at best. she’d have to put those herbs to good use before infection sets in.

max lifted her paw to help the woman inspect the injury better. “yeah, they did a number on me,” she chuckled softly. “gotta fix it before it gets worse. maybe you can help? i gotta stash of herbs nearby.” she was capable of helping herself, but saw an opportunity to chat up damsel a bit. and who wouldn’t want help from a pretty lady right?