C245 A Bitter Battle Between Man and Beast

Lil Thing's arm drooped down and the wound was clearly visible. It looked like it had fractured. I asked, "Did it fall from the tree?" It was only after I had asked that I remembered that I was not facing a man, but a clever beast.

He showed it to me, and when I took it from him, he withdrew his hand again. I looked up at him in surprise, not knowing what he meant, and he hesitated