When the stranger motioned for her to retreat she made no hesitation to do so, but noticing the male was struggling with the cat, she brought out her dagger. Unfortunately, this had caught the catâ€™s attention and it soon stood before her, fangs bared, ready to strike. Nephilli pressed her back against the wall as she tried to find the courage within her to strike back. She swallowed hard as the cat moved in to strike, raising her dagger in response, baffled when the cat took a step backwards and retreated a bit. Sudden guilt hit her when she realized the stranger really as doing all the work in fending the beast off; she would have to apologize later, she told herself. Now was not the time for such thing, she had to focus.<br/><br/>In the back of her mind, she heard Uruâ€™s low growl, informing her he was aware of the danger she and the stranger were in. She relaxed herself to the best of her ability and told him to intervene when the time was right.<br/><br/>She admitted at first she was worried that the stranger would not get the door to the warehouse open, darted in when he finally did. It was then that she told Uru to take care of the cat outside, and he came out of hiding to make his presence known to it just before it followed the two of them into their temporary sanctuary. Since she felt bad for not being brave enough to help the stranger fight the beast, Nephilli helped him barricade the door. Most of the stuff used was too heavy for her to lift, but she managed to push a few things into the pile. Though cowardice is one of her huge downfalls, she was actually a lot stronger than she looked. She could be brave when she needed to be but only after she has mustered the courage. This was an unfamiliar place, which contributed her lack of braver as she was out of her comfort zone.<br/><br/>â€œIâ€™m ok,â€ she said, looking up at him, using that confident tone again. â€œI donâ€™t think itâ€™s going to bother us again. You, on the other hand, took the brunt of it. Iâ€™m sorry about that,â€ she rubbed the back of her head, looking at the strangerâ€™s wound. Those slashes were deep and he would need some medical attention if the bleeding didnâ€™t stop.  She herself knew some healing magic, being an elf, but she wasnâ€™t skilled enough or powerful enough to completely close the wound and make it appear like nothing ever happened. Still she knew it would not hurt to at least do something since she had been dead weight. She was useful for somethingâ€¦ she would prove she wasnâ€™t dead weight!<br/><br/>Yes, this would be the perfect time to redeem herself.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€™re hurt, hold still!â€ When she spoke again it was more like a command than merely asking him to hold still. Blame that on her being the daughter of the ruler of the forest. She put her hands over his wound and closed her eyes to concentrate. Channeling magic was not a difficult thing, but it did take years to master in order to gain full control; she had only begun learning it a few years ago so it was natural that she was not very good at it. Nevertheless, she would give it her best shot to heal his wounds to the best of her ability.<br/><br/>Suddenly, her hands shone; it was a dull, colorless light. And then the wounds were patched up in no time, though they would still require some medical attention. Nephilli was proud of her work, even if it was only enough to stop the bleeding and possibly heal some of the damaged tissue. Had it been light wounds the stranger was suffering they would be goneâ€¦ No. She wouldnâ€™t allow any more guilt to settle in, and she fought it away when she spoke again: â€œThis will stop the bleeding, but be careful that it doesnâ€™t open up again. Though you know, Iâ€™ve got to hand it to you. You were pretty awesome out there!â€<br/><br/>She was just trying to lighten the mood a bit. â€œI can fight but I donâ€™t like toâ€¦ The forest isnâ€™t as dangerous as this place so I guess I never really need to defend myself.â€ She decided to leave it at that, lest she talk his ear off.<br/><br/>A light sigh escaped her and she sat against a crate that was barricading the door. She shivered lightly and wrapped her arms around herself. Oh how she wished she could snuggle up against Uruâ€™s warm fur right now, the cold was definitely not for her. How could anyone even live in these parts? Cold and dangerous. Not fun. At all. She missed the forest already.