Blacktail Deer Plateau do I cool it or do I blow

She hissed as Pema shoved her paws onto the wound, snapping her teeth together and seething. Stupid, stupid branch. Tensing as she willed away the pain, she turned to see the steady flow of blood matting her fur, gaze flashing to Aditya as he went to fetch moss. She decided that staying silent ought to be the best course of action at the moment, and stared at the stich before her with a burning passion while trying her utmost not to snap at Pema, who, while likely saving her from death by lack of blood, was exerting a great deal of pain on the huntress.