Blacktail Deer Plateau do I cool it or do I blow

When Pema began to place some vegetation into the wound, Dawn glanced back at Aditya, hoping that Pema knew what she was doing. Her words made sense, but the idea of stuffing some greenery into the hole seemed odd. The snow seemed welcoming; tempting again, this time the potential it held to numb the pain rather than looking like a delightful place to rest. Aditya's words had her turn to him, blinking against the hurt and deciding that ignoring the wound might make it a bit easier to handle. 

 "stupid snow covered it. went to sit, and-" She huffed, tail twitching before stilling to lay beside Aditya's. "it stabbed me." She said with a particular amount of distaste, wincing again as the twisted back to see Pema, noting that the moss seemed to be doing what the healer had said it would.