Silvertip Mountain Everything Around Me Disappears

Niita managed to repress the snarl that wanted to leave, this wolf wasn't the only one in pain and Niita just wanted to go sleep off her recent tumble down the glacier. Well fuck you too then. A small growl escaped, and Niita turned away from the den. She hadn't been able to see into it on first glance but when she peered into it she could make out an older male with a gruesome injury to his leg.

"Pardon me for being polite." Niita snapped before sighing and counting in her head in an effort not to spit profanities. "Look, I don't know anything about healing. If that's how you want to be, I have much better things to be doing. You're not the only one with an injury even if yours is worse. I'd much rather be sleeping off this." Niita gestured to the leg she was holding up.

"So if you could be civil and tell me how to help you, that'd be great. If you can't, say as much so that I can go." Niita told him bluntly, waiting to see which it would be.