Hearing her sister's response to the question she just couldn't help but ask, Alura squirms in place, just barely peeking out between her fingers as she covers her face. "But I'm curious Ana...." she murmurs, following her sisters eyes down onto that shapely rump, such a tight little thing, to imagine it being capable of, let alone how it would feel to perform the necessary function the neko girls tummy would requite of it once it was done with not one, not two, but four living meals, why she had a hard time fathoming it. As she looks to the feline's rear, she finds herself admiring it more by the second, for however it worked out, it must have been capable... one thing was clear this cute little neko's body was fascinating to Alura and she was happier and happier to be able to consider her a new friend.<br/><br/>The thoughts would stick with her clear into the next room, as she and her sister stand before the prone elf, hands at the ready to heal. This would work to her favor however, as her breathing would begin to get heavier, just as her siblings, adding to the illusion that she too was crucial to the healing of the injured elf. Seeing Meera beaming over them, wonderment sparkling in her eyes, as her cheeks remained red from the brief touch to her breast earlier causes a little warmth to well up in the fairy's heart. She really was a sweet girl, one she'd love to have along with her on a day to day basis, oh the adventures the three of them could have together....<br/><br/>Now was not the time to be thinking of what if of course, as Anastasia's life could easily be on the line. The pair needed to make good on their promise to heal the elf, and she needed to be there to encourage, and protect her younger sister should things go poorly. She knew Ana was capable, her primary concern was on the human in the room, the apprehension she showed as they laid hands on her friend, and the way her hands fidgeted, ready to draw a weapon at any second. The window in the room would make a good escape route, should worse come to worse, and in close quarters like this, her dragon pistol, Rin's Furry, would leave an entire group of enemies looking for cover. Not that it would come to that of course, but Alura liked to keep possible escape routes in mind when it came to the safety of Anastasia.<br/><br/>Feeling Anastasia's head resting against her chest, Alura leans forward, allowing her soft, and supple breasts to serve as a pillow for the young fae's head. The sound of her heart beating loud and strong would fill Anastasia's ears, the sound of Alura's love, of her support, and belief in Anastasia's abilities. The glowing in her hand intensifies as she channels the magical energy coursing through her veins. The sparkling dust that covers her wings, slowly falling to vanish into nothing would shimmer ever brighter, until her entire wings lit up in a beautiful luminescent display, rainbows of energy dancing and sparkling across them as she maintains her focus. Oh how easy it would be to focus that energy, to channel it into an incantation, to shrink the elven girl, herself, or her sister before their very eyes.  But this was only for show, she'd not provide the catalyst to complete any particular spell, no Anastasia would do that.<br/><br/>Having her eyes closed during the healing process, Alura would slowly open them to the sound of Litala's voice, seeing that the wound was knitted, the nasty gash all but removed from her attractive frame, Alura sighs a happy sigh. Pulling her hand away to cusp the back of Anastasia's head. "We did it my dearest sister!" she exclaims with relief, happiness, and pride swelling in her voice for the little fairy before her. It wasn't a complete heal, but it would get her back on her feet, and as the elf expresses her thanks Alura beams even more at Anastasia's accomplishments. It was always so rewarding to see the look on people's faces when Ana was finished healing them, an experience that she herself often envied. But of course had she been gifted with the same magic the rest of her clan had shared, she'd not of had the power to escape Scarlet on that fateful day....<br/><br/>Turning her gaze on the elven woman's face she smiles warmly "My sister and I are very pleased to see your feeling better." Hugging Anastasia one last time she turns to the entry way. "I'm just happy we could help, it pained us to see such a beautiful woman, laid out in such a state." she explains to Henriette, to Meera she simply giggles. "No we weren't and I thank you dearly for believing us Meera, oh I could just give you a great big hug right now!" she calls out so very excited that everything had gone smoothly. She eager to see how the others would respond once word got to them that their friend had been healed, that the two little fairies had made good on their word.