Blacktail Deer Plateau Safe with me

He couldn't help the surge of satisfaction that rose up when she said his plan to become a warrior was a good one. Unfortunately every fight he'd had so far hadn't ended in his favor, but he'd work harder until he learned to fight better. 

At Pema's instructions he lay down and coated the soft tips of his toes in the paste, carefully turning his face and dabbing the paste across the wound. He winced slightly but repeated the process until he figured the scratches were coated sufficiently. "Let it dry and then wash it off?" He asked wanting to make sure he didn't mess up somehow.