It was a while before they'd rid the creature of the snow and ice it had nearly been buried in, the towels used more for mopping up the puddles around it than keeping it warm.
Kagome jumped at every movement but eventually realized it was barely conscious and followed her mother's instructions to check for wounds.
She initially scoffed at the idea of the beast being hurt by anything, but a pained whimper escaped its muzzle when her hand ran over its shoulder, her fingers coming back sticky and red.
"I'll get the bandages," Kagura said, though her tone was hesitant, and Kagome shook her head.
"I doubt they'll stay on once it wakes up."
Kagura frowned. "What do you suggest then? We can't have it bleeding all over the floor." Something tugged Kagome's mind, coaxing her hand back to the wound.
She'd trained her reiki to protect and attack, leaving the healing part to the herbs and salves, but as she gazed at the creature, she felt its power call out to her, pleading for more.
Brushing back its fur, she concentrated on the wound, imagining it stitching itself back together, and youki stirred from within. She grabbed her sister's hand to ground herself, then let her reiki flow into it, brow furrowing at what she found.
Something was interfering with the beast's healing process.
Renewed by determination, she forced the block out of the way, feeling the beast relax against her as their powers intertwined, the wound slowly disappearing.
