Kimi stared down at Kirk's massive wolf form sprawled across the forest floor. His breathing came in ragged gasps, each exhale a struggle against the poison coursing through his veins.
Without hesitation, she pressed her already wounded palm against his injury. The moment her blood made contact with his torn flesh, Kirk's wolf whimpered in agony, his body convulsing beneath her touch.
Flames erupted from Kimi's hands as she called upon her healing powers. She placed her burning palms directly over his wounds, watching as the fire worked to purge the toxins from his system. The process drained her strength with each passing second, leaving her feeling hollow and weak.
Her eyelids grew heavy as she poured every ounce of her energy into saving him. When she finally opened her eyes again, they had turned completely black, reflecting the depth of power she had just expended.
One hour passed before the healing was complete.
