<font color='#810541'>Storm watched curiously. She had only seen healing performed a few times in her entire life and none of those times had she been close enough to actually see anything. The glow was almost mesmorizing in is calming simplicity. The soft yellow light encompassed the black 'dragon, smothing out his image, but nothing seemed to be happening. At least not to her eyes. She wondered how healing worked? Did it healed form the inside out was it instantanious. She guessed she'd figure it out soon enough... hopefully.</font>
<font color='#CC0033'>OOC: I'm just going to push on with this, ok Talonoka? Oh, and Tajar's healing is a little different, as he has a speciality with light, hence the glow. And where is Avius? I know him in RL, so I'll give him a little prod IC: Hearing no reply from the 'dragon, Tajar pushed on, putting a little more power into the magic in his paws. He probed the black 'dragons body with his mind, seeking out the injuries. Hmm... broken bone, he's bruised several organs, and oh! His stomach and lungs! No wonder he was coughing up blood... Tajar concentrated on the stomach and lung injuries, and felt his magic spill into the 'dragons body, seeking out the injuries, and helping his body heal. "Storm! Quickly, I need your help. His lungs and stomach have been bruised and punctured slightly, I'm giving him fairly strong magic to aid and speed his body's nactural functions in healing. We'll need to hold him steady, otherwise he'll be hurt even more." OOC: Ok, I know nothing about internal injuries, so that was completely made up.</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>(OOC: eep, sorry i've not been around. i've not been to well recently, but it's pretty much cleared up now, so yay! Through the warm, drifting desire for sleep suffusing him, Akoran felt the prescence of another 'dragon beside him. He heard it speaking, but couldn't quite discern the words. A sudden light grew in his vision. He shut his eyes tightly and whined. Is this the end? Is this how you die? The light grew brighter. A new sensation, a feeling he couldn't place, began to emerge. He calmed a little. The feeling was peaceful... like floating, maybe? If this is death... it is not so bad. But it doesn't feel like death... it feels like coming back. Like healing. He stirred, felt a twinge of pain, and lay still again, letting the peace flow over him. It would be so good to stay here forever... everything else was pain. He felt a sudden dread knot in his chest. No... I don't want to go back to the pain. I don't want to open my eyes on the world. Then the light washed over him again, like a wave of sea warmed by the sun breaking upon a golden, sandy shore, and the fear vanished.</font>
<font color='#810541'>The midnight blue female paused for only a second before she nodded and moved to the downed 'dragon. She pushed down on both of his shoulders to stop any movement he might try to make during the healing process and, as Tajar had said, hurt himself more than he already was. It wasn't until after she moved that she realized Tajar probably didn't see the motion since he was so focused on healing. <span style='color:navy'>"Okay, I'm here. Do you need me to do anything else?"</span> She felt her charge tense, relax and tense yet again. She could only wonder what was going on in his mind and didn't dare try to communicate with him in case it interrupted the complex healing Tajar was doing. Her hands began to tingle with a strange, but not all together unpleasent feeling of touching the golden light that now covered the black dragon's body. She looked up to Tajar in awe. It really was an amazing gift, being able to heal. For a moment she envied Tajar, but only for a moment. It was, afterall, a heavy responsibility.</font>
<font color='#CC0033'>Tajar's mind registered that Storm had joined him, but he was too invloved in the healing to answer. He simply pushed on, letting the light flow into the 'dragon, now spreading out to the more minor injuries, as the main injuries began their natural healing process at an accelerated rate. "Here it comes!" was all he had time to say, before the 'dragons body would begin to violently shake. OOC: Ok, I'm taking this healing from Artemis Fowl if you guys have read it. Talonaka - could you rp shaking and such, I didn't want to rp that you did....</font>
<font color='#8D38C9'>(ooc: okay, shaking it is ) Out of the warmth came a sudden tremor, running down Akoran's spine like a drop of icy water. Without warning, a convulsion juddered through his body, leaving him shaking as though freezing, then another, each one releasing him into a shaking fit. (ooc: sorry it's short, i have terrible writer's block right now... )</font>
<font color='#810541'>Storm stared in wide-eyed horror as the black male started to shake. She put as much weight on him as she dared with his injured state and tried to hold him still. She was failing miserably. He was simply to strong for her and with the magic causing his muscles to contract of their own accord there was virtually nothing she could do. She hoped the healing would end soon. It was no longer the amazing and peaceful experiance it had been at the beginning.</font>
