Blacktail Deer Plateau do I cool it or do I blow

Blinking, very uncertain what the current situation would mean for her, she stretched out her muzzle with a soft whine as Aditya approached, pushing her muzzle against his cheek as he muzzled hers. She tensed a little as he approached the stick, still unwilling to move, relaxing as he moved to lay at her side. She spoke thickly after a moment, words a little strained, "there," she paused, huffing in a most unimpressed manner, "there is a stick in me."  The act of being stabbed was novel, and thus she was very unsure about how she felt about the situation. 

She poked her muzzle at his neck, the pain starting to blossom now that the initial shock faded. She hadn't seen Adi much in the past few days, slipping out of their shared den early and not returning until late, preoccupied with thoughts of winter and doubt and the arrival of a surprising new member, and the problems that existed within the pack. "take it out, please." She requested, tail lashing slightly. She did not like the stick lodged as it was, and moving seemed to risky with an object embedded in her hide.