Ocean's Breath Plateau Why can't I cross this river?

Ash paw stared at him, at his scoff. I don't have to help you. Honestly.

She moved closer to start cleaning at his face first, before he could move away. She was speaking between the brush of tongue and paw. You are being given a kindness. Did no one teach you manners or gratitude.

She pressed against the wound, until the scabs were gone and the blood and gore was gone. Then she held out the plants. 

This will only need the Aloe and cobwebs, it is not as severe as it seems. Face wounds always look worse than they are.

She quickly squeezed some of the aloe out of her plant. Slathering it upon his face. The smell pleasant to her and it should have given him instantaneous relief. Followed by a thin layer of cobwebs, not even seen if not close enough. Then she backed up to give him space, and to settle before she tarted on the leg. That one would prove difficult.

Take a moment to collect yourself. Since you don't like being touched. Tell me when you're ready for your leg and hip.