The creature growled again, looking him down as the golden viscous blood seeped into its fur... its eyes seemed to notice it and it paused for a moment... was it thinking? The beast made a quick hop to the left as it grabbed the burning tree it had used for a weapon, tilting its head before tossing it at Eldarin like a caber. After it's throw, the beast leapt backwards and into a patch of wet earth, digging its forepaws into the mud and slathering it upon its open wound... it was actually patching itself up to stop the bleeding!