Blacktail Deer Plateau do I cool it or do I blow

She grinned at the pair, though Aditya's trailing sentence had her give him a sidelong glance, finding him staring at the moss. She watched it a moment as he spoke, noting how it seemed to fill with blood, the way it pulled the fluid from the wound. The sodden clump dropped to the snow as Pema replaced it with another, the bleeding already slowing. The scent of blood with thick, something that almost makes her hungry, seeing as she hasn't eaten in a day, but she shakes the thought aside with a furrow of her brow and turns to Aditya, who's gaze seems a little off. "Adi?" She probs, poking his cheek carefully and wondering why, exactly, he stares at the moss with such rapt fascination.