The winged creature was gone, however another creature had appeared behind her. His blue eyes were slits as he weakly stared at it. "What now" The young lion thought, just wishing he was left alone. As she got closer he started to grow scared. After all he had gone though, he felt weak and alone. He laid there and whimpered pitifully, sounding like a new born kit.<br/>As he felt his wounds being licked clean, he curled his body into himself the licks leaving a sting in his wounds, especially the huge scratch that was on his hind leg. The lion yelped in pain as she continued to lick.<br/>She was cleaning his wounds, but why? Why would anyone at this very moment show him pity in his miserable state. His ears perked up as she spoke to him for the first time.<br/>"I will go to fetch you medicine. Rest until I return."<br/>She was going to help him and he felt instant relief that he might survive.<br/>"Thank......you...." The young lion said weakly as he tried to life his head to look at her better, but he was took weak to even move his head.