[Huey's now a fair distance away when he comes to a stop to begin treating his injury. He quickly pulls out the knife and then takes off his shirt. With his good arm he starts to tear his shirt apart until he has several long strips which he uses to wrap the wound up with. Once finished, he starts to go back to putting more distance between himself and the one chasing him.]
Action;
[ooc:Down for an escaped quarry?]