Nekura was weakening by the minute. She was still loosing blood fast, and by the look on Lee's face, he didn't think she would make it until morning. To him, she would be dead by nightfall. They had reached the hotel, and he flew in through the open window. He knew it was a good idea to leave that open when they left. Gently, he placed his friend on the bed and ran to get the first aid kit. When he returned, he gently bandaged her wounds, taking great care around her ankle. Just as he was finished, Kura appeared on the balcony and entered the room. The solemn look on Lee's face told her that he didn't expect their friend to live.
Kura sat down at her friends' side, tears welling in her eyes. She then leaned over and picked Nekura up, hugging her closely; crying deeply into her companions' neck and begging her to be ok, but the young half wolf didn't even make a sound. Lee glanced down at his companions, his own tears welling up in his eyes. He placed a gentle hand on Kura's shoulder. "Common Kura, there's nothing we can do for her. All we can do is hope she gets better soon, that she'll live through the night." He gently pulled her arm, his own tears flowing freely now. The young half demon gently set her friend back on the bed and hugged Lee closely. He pulled her in for a tight hug, and together they cried. They both knew, because of the blood loss, they would lose their best friend on this night, unless a miracle happened.
The light of the full moon streamed into the room, casting a gentle glow on the three sleeping friends, awakening Nekura, bringing her back from the brink of death. Lee and Kura had fallen asleep by her side, she could feel them lying on either side of her. Their scents filled her nostrils, and she smiled to herself. Before she even opened her eyes, she knew where her friends were, and exactly how they were laying. Lee had pulled a chair up to the side of the bed, and his upper body had fallen forward. Kura, on the other hand, had fallen asleep next to her, and in her sleep, had wrapped her arm around Nekura's side.
The half wolf transformed and leapt off the bed, careful not to wake her friends. She figured it was quieter for her to walk about in her wolf form, and didn't want to change back until she had reached the balcony. Carefully, using her control over the shadows, she unlocked the door and stepped outside, where she changed into her human form. She leaned gently against the railing, her ankle throbbing. She winced and let out a soft hiss of pain. Thinking it would be easier, and less painful, she sat gingerly on the cement rail, and swung her legs over, laying back.
Nekura no longer feared heights. When she was a young human, she had avoided them when she was able, but now, her wolfs blood gave her an incredible sense of balance. She would walk on even the thinnest of ledges and not fall off. Besides this, she could fly. If she were to fall, she had only to spread her wings and soar above the city.
Just as the half-breed was thinking about this, she heard stirring in the room and her friends gasps of fear and surprise, and couldn't help but giggle. She knew they would act this way, but still didn't think she would have to explain things for another few hours. In her thoughts, her friends would have awoken to her making breakfast, walking normally, as though she had never been hurt. She just shrugged and giggled again. This time, her friends had heard her chuckles of amusement and ran outside, only to me shocked. They both started talking at once, asking how she was feeling, how she managed to get outside, and how her ankle was doing. Nekura merely raised a hand to silence them and explained everything.
"Guys, sorry I didn't tell you before, but I never thought there was a need," she started, leaving confused looks on the faces of her friends. She sighed and continued speaking. "You see," she said calmly, her eyes closed, "the full moon heals me. Its light restores my strength and closes my cuts, so I'm fine." She smiled at her friends, and gingerly unwrapped the bandages on her leg. What she had revealed was a deep gash and a nearly lost ankle. Kura gasped, covering her mouth with her hands, and Lee looked as though he wanted to throw up. Then something happened. The wounds started glowing, the same pale colour of the moons light, and they seemed to be vanishing. The two friends stood breathless as Nekura's ankle healed, the wounds disappearing. They looked pleased, then frightened. Nekura was sliding off her resting place towards them, as though she was ready to walk. She stepped onto the ground, despite the angry and concerned protests from her friends. Then she did the unthinkable, well unthinkable to them anyway, she stood on one foot, putting all of her weight on the previously gouged leg, and started hopping. Her friends just stared in shock and she giggled.
"See," she said, still smiling, "told you both I would be ok." They both let their jaws drop for a moment then ran to their friend, and hugged her tightly, crying as they did so. "Um, guys," she said, closing one eye, and smiling broadly. "It's nice to know you care and all, but seriously, the puppy can't breath." Her friends let go, wiping tears from their eyes. They were relieved to see her up and ok. She had made it through the night, and perhaps, she had given them the hope and courage they needed. Perhaps now they could all make it through their next fight, and come out victorious over Kai.