Silvertip Mountain Misty Eye Of The Mountain

He winced when she jumped and he saw the blood on her neck. Chaska was afraid that he had caused it by making her jump, and that the rock may have cut her. That's when he caught sight of the thing around her neck. Now that he was closer, he could see it was some black object, and it was wrapped around her neck. He had never seen anything like it. And that's when he pieced things together. 


"She must have been trying to get if off" he thought to himself. But whatever she was doing seemed to only make it worse. 


"I am sorry if I frightened you" he eyed her apologetically, lowering his head slightly and averting her gaze. He immediately raised it when she realized who he was. "Indeed. It was good to have someone else there. If things had gone bad, I may not have survived alone." He moved the conversation onto the weird object.


"Are you having trouble with...whatever that is?" he queried, cocking his head slightly on it's side. Perhaps he would help with it. He had plenty of time on his paws.