Turning towards the newcommer, Darrow spoke with his usual difficulty. "Why..no...speak?" as he started to notice the smell coming from him. It had been days since he last bathed and he was beginning to miss the hotspring.

While waiting for an answer, Darrow walked over to Math'Ura and spoke to her in his native language. 

Darrow said [i]"You are hurt mother bear, do you need my help?[/i] she had a cut on her shoulder and while he knew she could shrug it off, it couldn't have been very comfortable. 

Math'Ura nuzzled him and said [i]"Yes Darrow, use some of the herbs. It stings quite a bit.[/i] 

With that, Darrow used the last of the herbs on her wound and took out some dried meats and offered them to whoever wanted one.