Loudly sobbing, as she slid her hands and body over Diana to continue healing the wounds, Angelique gripped her soft fur in her hands as she whispered for her thorned vine.
Ignoring the snarling beasts, the crackling lightning, and the raindrops pelting against the ground and her body, Angelique only had one thing in mind.
She sliced a straight line across her palms with the vine. Hissing from the pain, she closed her eyes.
Everything around her went silent. Even Diana's soft breathing had seized, but Angelique was optimistic. The lightning strikes, rain, and Lycans froze. A large force-fill enveloped the area as her pure white blood fell from her opened wounds. Slowly but careful, she placed her palms on Diana's opened mouth.
She patiently waited for her blood to take its course as
