Kayla sighed and headed back to the tent after a while before she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder and blood trickle down her arm. "Shit" She muttered, reaching back with a wince and feeling the handle of a dagger barely off her skin. The wound throbbed and dripped blood as she removed it and walked into the tent. Who threw it or why it had been thrown was a mystery to her, but she walked in and wiped the wound with a rag. She winced quietly, trying to not wake Gale, as she felt the depth of the stab.

"Hey" She said through gritted teeth as she tried to conceal the wound

Kayla nodded, walking outside cautiously. She grabbed what was left of the thread and a needle, reaching behind herself and trying to put some....interesting stitches into the wound. She winced with nearly every wrong pass of the needle, but eventually walked back into the tent with half-done stitches

Kayla was outside, wittling random shapes