Redhawk Caldera Ain't no mountain high enough

Tiger heeded him, having no idea what the heck else to do. And so the duo together dove into the lake. The bees, whatever was left of them, were gone, and she paddled back to shore looking bedraggled and a mess. He looked to her, and Tiger had the mind to look away. "Jaaaysus," she wheezed, unsure if her eyes were watering or if it was the physical water itself coming down in streams into her eye. Maybe a mix of both. She blinked multiple times and still felt his stare, and then recalled why. His question.

"Oh, erm, not sure..." she retorts, springing out of the water and shaking out her furs. Tiger spins to look herself over, not feeling anything yet. "I've never been stung before, believe it or not... I don't think so," but if she'd have her senses about her, she'd know she had been stung on the nose. Really, her adrenaline disabled her from feeling it quite yet.