Put Out the Cat

Lúta worked carefully to accurately place the right amount of the paste over Resin's wounds. When she was satisfied she nodded at Resin's kind gesture.  "Thanks, I'd appreciate that." She turned so that her own wounds were in easy access. The paste would help ease her pain until she found a good place to settle in for the night. From there she could see what else she could find but Lúta felt that would do for now. She didn't think she'd need bandages or anything more serious for her own wounds. It was an inconvenience certainly but it was something she could endure. She would leave the big cat to Resin. Being a nomad she would only take with her that which was most useful and there were few things from a tiger carcass she could really put to use. Though perhaps… perhaps she might take one of the claws.

"Resin? Would it bother you terribly if I took a claw from the tiger?"