Haunted Wood Apocalyptic

She just stared blankly at the male for a split second before sighing. “Well seeing as though I can’t dress the wound with it bleeding all over the place and I’d rather not die bleeding out i guess you can help if you so desire.” His logic seemed to overcome her reason in the matter. “Just try not to hurt me more.” The raven warned him to tread lightly. “I can still bite, wound or not.” She wasn’t threatening him. She just knew that if it hurt she might accidentally snap at him a bit which was a normal reaction for the female