The claws of a king bring healing as well as

As you slowly uncurl and stretch you look around. Oh… when you had been granting wishes you had not realized how many people you had accepted as companions. You considered things and then the soft crying of a young woman registers. Your head turns and your eyes land on the traumatized young woman Itotia being held by Metztli. You can see now how badly she was damaged. You have to suppress the sudden burst of rage so you do not growl into a roar of rage. Itotia does not need a raging avengers just yet.

As calmly as possible you call out. “Metztli, bring her to me. I need to speak to her before her wish is granted.” At your voice Metztli looked over to you then back to the distressed young woman. In a second you realize your mistakes. You almost face palm, then get to your feet. Moving in this new body should be an awkward experience and the main reason you wanted Itotia brought to you was so you didn’t look like a newborn tripping all over yourself, funny maybe but hardly reassuring. Fortunately you have instant and full control of your body and are able to move with the grace and power of a tiger.

As you reach the crouching healer you gently touch her with your nose and then wrap around the two women. As the fur on your chest brushes Itotias back she shifts and with Metzelis encouraging turns and almost burrows into you. You carefully wrap an arm around her shoulders.

For several minutes everyone stands watching as you hold and comfort the traumatized woman. Fortunately, your pheromones seem to be having a calming effect on her and her wracking sobs slowly turn to soft whimpers. “Now little one, you and I need to talk.” Slowly and with some gentle encouragement she looks up to you. Her eyes hold despair and fear. “Why, why did you take me in payment for that monster?”

It takes only a second for you to understand. “Oh little one. You miss understand, I did not grant that vial snakes wish. I was about to grant your wish but I needed to talk to you first. What you had to endure was horrific and no one should have to endure that. However, you did not break. You are battered and damaged yes, but I can feel your spirit is unbroken. Those like you who can survive such **** are few and special. Now I need to tell you, that vial priest was going to do that to someone and you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.” You can see the betrayal and fear leaving her eyes and she even begins to relax into you. Slowly a spark of hope ignites in her eyes. “Now rather than making it so you never met and thus subjecting a weaker woman to the same, I offer you healing. My power can help you heal yourself, you won’t forget but you can use it to rebuild yourself stronger than ever.” “Can I learn to fight? To never be helpless again?”

There it is. The fire you had glimpsed when she made her wish. You can not help the smile that grows on your muzzle. “You will be surrounded by some of the worlds greatest warriors and if you wish I can have them teach you how to fight. And we will have a long time for you to learn.” That fire roars into a blaze and you lower your head to her and allow the power to flow helping this brave young woman to heal and rebuild herself from the months of ****. You do take the liberty of guiding that healing to avoiding her becoming an bitter killer. You need strong and good people to help you not heartless killers.