Only dead fish follow the stream

Álarr continued to chew, turning his head in the woman's direction so he could watch her fish. Maybe he could pick up some pointers. Though honestly it was going to be awhile before he felt like hunting or eating fish again. He felt he'd seen enough fish to last him a lifetime. Holding the main piece of hide between his paws he shifted his head to rip the strip until at last he was left with a small hide bandage. He set it down to the left of him and looked up at the woman once more. "Making some hide bandages. I want to learn to be a healer some day. Do you do any healing?"Maybe if he was lucky he could get another lesson.