Zayden Would grab his things taking special care to pick up Masamune and the kobold corpse holding it to his good shoulder and holding it tightly as he approached the lip of the cave. After Isaura had returned he gave her a nod before stretching a bit, "after you" Zayden said returning her smile from earlier. and moments after she took off Zayden took off full sprint as he approached her side. "We should only have to keep up this pace for about 20-25min" he said smiling as he passed her it amazed him how comfortable he was with her even when he was nervous when he awoke in the cave and she could have killed him she didn't she just seemed just seemed, he couldn't put his thumb on it but he felt almost as though he could trust her like a friend. to soon to call but at present she was an ally and technical HIS medic he thought continuing his pace. "is everything ok" hed ask concerned "we're almost there"

She smiled as she chewed on the dried meat. She hadn’t been able to just run with someone else in a long time. His aura was so comforting. It was quite different from his father’s. She didn’t understand how the two could be related but even know, if she dug into his aura she could feel it. She wondered how he could hide it so well. He had not received the training she had. He could not heal himself and yet he could mask portions of his aura.
She wondered how he did it. It was a very useful skill to have. She figured if she could figure out how to mask one's own aura, or at least part of it, then she could figure out how to block out the auras of others. She frowned at the turn in her thoughts and looked at Zayden’s back as he ran. At any point in time, especially once she is on his turf, he could hurt her.
She wondered just how much he took after his father. His father’s aura was suffocating to her. If she were well fed, like she was at this moment, she would be okay, but the moment she let her guard down, it would overtake her and she was afraid of what they could do to her then. But for now she would put her faith in Zayden. She would hope that her reading of him had been accurate. She would hope that she did not end up dead because of trusting him.

It was almost as though time had came in gone, Zayden struggled to remember the last time he could really cut loose like this. he chuckled to himself as they finally made it to his front door. Zayden began to speak after catching his breath "Still" pant pant pant "gotta work on breath control" he said chuckling and opening the door. "welcome to my humble abode" he said still smiling as they were greeted by a series of attendants bombarding Zayden with questions. before a single voice caused them all to go silent, "how'd the first hunt go Lord Makeru?" a seemingly man in his mid 20s would ask slowly descending the staircase. "it was fine Woltar thank you for asking. Woltar have you seen my father I cant wait to give him the good news" Zayden spoke happily. "But before that Lord Makeru, Who is your friend?"
"This Isaura she helped me a lot I broke my wing from being reckless but she pretty much nursed me back to health and is here to make sure it heals properly" Zayden said as he began to gesture to Isaura to follow along. "I see well thank you Ms.Isaura it will be a pleasure to have you around" Woltar said as he made his way to the "Study"
"So can I get you anything to drink? or eat The attendants here can literally make any thing" Zayden asked Looking at Isaura

Isaura smiled uneasily at Woltar. She felt suddenly skittish as though she were in the presence of someone not to be trifled with. She tried pushing his aura against his but she did she felt and saw a glimpse of his aura push back. She stopped, not wanting to bring unnecessary attention to herself. She wasn’t here to see this strange man, and whatever his intentions were did not involve her.
She looked at Zayden when he asked her if she wanted anything. She was perfectly capable of making whatever she might want herself. And up until recently she would have been considered a servant and she had no desire to ask anything of anybody without at least introducing herself first. Instead she pulled a piece of the rabbit jerky from her pocket and chewed on that with a wink.

Zayden would look to Isaura with a smile "you sure you don't want anything we might have a few spices that could make that jerky taste less gamey" He suggested. "At the very Least have a seat we just ran 5 miles and one of had a broken wing but still outran the other" He joked hoping she had a sense of humor.

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Woltar would head down an impossibly long staircase leading him to a set of Massive double doors "Lord Aza...Advence" Woltar said correcting himself "My Lord, Makeru has returned and he bought a "guest" she was said to have healed his...Broken wing" Woltar said backing away from the door, in time with them as the blew open and a massive flow of energy was quickly quieted. "Woltar where are they now" Lord advance asked his voice deep and filled with a minute amount of worry.

"In the downstairs foyer my lord"

"Thank you Woltar as you were" Lord advance would say allowing Woltar to continue his daily activities as normal. Lord Advence would vanish almost instantly appearing to the top of the staircase and ducking low as he exited the door "Gotta get that resized" he thought to himself as the doorway was not built to accommodate his 8ft. As Advence headed towards the foyer he would lower his energy as he always did to not suffocate his attendants.

Isaura felt Azazel before he walked through the door. She was surprised by how calm his aura was. She turned toward the entryway and Zayden paused mid-sentence as he too turned to see what had distracted Isaura from him.
“Father,” Zayden greeted his father, “This is Isaura,” he stated, pulling Isaura into his father’s view.
“Hello,” Isaura greeted with a small bow of respect. She did not know how to handle this situation and if he did not recognize her face she did not want to give him a reason to not trust her. .
“Son, I hear that your wings were damaged,” he said eyeing his son for injury. “And hello,” he said to the girl. He would perhaps speak more with her later, but for now, his son.
“Wing, father. It was only one. The sneaky scum ambushed me. If not for Isaura, I would perhaps not stand before you as healed as I am now,” he smiled and then pulled her closer to him, “She was a godsend. She gave me shelter and healed me. She had shown me nothing but kindness.”
“I see,” he answered, “Tell me how it happened and how you came to be in the company of,” he paused and said, “Isaura was it?”

"Its just as she said father but to recount the tail from my perspective, I screwed up i had what i thought to be a good position but i was being watched and when i realized it i was already hit with the arrow and falling from the tree. I hit the ground falling on my wing and broke it we scuffeled a bit and in the end i killed him and got my bounty, I...killed...him" Zayden said beginning to chuckle to himself and in that moment he again calmed instantly.
"But that aside, after the battle i had begun dragging his body back to town even though i was feeling amazing amounts of pain. Itwasnt until i stopped to lean against a tree that i felt a moments reprieve like a form of healing but just didnt know from where. I continued on until i stumbled across a cave and tried to heal myself but only managed to make myself pass out and when i awoke Isaura was there we chatted a bit and she touched my back and actually prefored minor in the field surgery she had to break and reset it though and as payment for her services she wanted to see where i lived. so i bought her here" Zayden said standing and stretching

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"I see so you really did do something very important for my son, of this you have my gratitude and a proper reward" Azrael said looking harder at Isaura "No will not be accepted as an answer his wings where something that he inherited from his mother. and they are something he is quite proud of. Rewrds will come later for the time being why dont you two go clean up ill have the mai...attendants bring you a change of clothes but i have matters to attend to so i must be going" Azazel Says as he gets up eyeing Isaura and as he walks past he speaks low enough that only she can hear. "midnight he will come for you ask no questions just dont fall behind" (spoken in modern vampiric)

“Yes sir,” Isaura said as softly in response with a slight bow of her head before returning to Zayden’s side. She looked up at him and grinned.
“We should find some place comfortable so you can see how much you can stretch your wings. And I would like to fee-, eh see how well you are healing,” she cursed herself for her slip up and pulled him away not really sure where they were going but needing to put distance- oh. She stopped and frowned before closing her eyes and pulling him through the halls to an open area.
“Here,” she said with a smile as the breeze hit her face and she pulled him even further out into the open. “Now I need you to do whatever you do with your wings,” she waved her hands, “ but slowly and after I say to start.”
She closed her eyes and let her aura attach to the bit of her aura that she had removed from him and told him start so that as he extended his wings her aura could bring forth whatever healing abilities existed within his own body to strengthen the bond between torn muscles, tendon, and ligaments.
Pausing in alarm when it looked like he might be pushing himself too far she told him to stop and closed her eyes as she set to work making sure that the tissue would stay attached and not snap like a rubber band.

"Sure" Zayden would respond to Isaura after his father left. He would smile at how she led him threw his own house. never wondering why she didn't just ask for direction. But it didn't matter this was a new sensation for him in more ways the one he hadn't had a friend since...since as Zayden tried to remember he saw only glimpses of an enormous demon wreaking havoc and two children running at that point his mind went blank . unable to remember Zayden shook his head free of the fragmented images.
As Zayden came to he had realized he was standing in the back courtyard staring at Isaura from a distance he caught the tail end of her instruction and raised his wings. Isaura had grown worried from the looks of it giving him the signal to stop. Man did it feel good to stretch his wings though even though it had only been a day or so since last he did. as he put his wings down that warm feeling had returned it caused him to smile a bit. but he relaxed he knew she was working but again if Isaura had any ill will toward him it would have been enacted upon. Zayden loosed the thought and waited as she worked her magic "your hands are so soft" he unintentionally said

She blushed at his words as she worked and smiled. She had never had to heal someone who did not know how to heal himself. She was only ever there to help accelerate the process
“How are you feeling?” she asked as he folded his wings hoping they were healing well. She was trying to make the wounded wing the mirror image of his undamaged wing. It was hard considering that this was her first time having to heal a wing like his.
“How do you feel?” she asked gently as she removed her aura from his and watched the fatigue settle into him.
He shrugged and winced and she winced too as her aura mimicked his aura in feeling. “Hey, so maybe, if you’d liked, we could practice your healing abilities. I’m sure you’d like to be able to do this on your own and have probably grown tired of having a nurse.”
Zayden shook his head and shuddered as Isaura seemed to be rubbing his wings with gentle fingers. Realizing what she was doing, she dropped her hand and blushed. She mumbled a soft sorry and ran, disappearing before he had the chance to respond.

Zayden would turn red a moment from the embarrassment that he felt from what he just said. "I feel fine doc, really I do" he says smiling inwardly. "I really do appreciate this you have no idea" He said beginning to get lost not in the healing but how gentle she was being with his wings. "Again I fe, i feel fiiiine" Zayden says yawning and catching his balance on a marble statue.

"You could teach me how to heal myself" Zayden asked With his eyes closed and beginning to breath rather oddly. I don't mind having a nurse if its you" he believed he thought to himself.

It was amazing how Isaura touched his wings the maids had helped him wash them on occasion but she just touched them in a way he was not used to. and in the moment that he felt something an urge a want of sorts begin to boil within him the feeling was gone and Zayden heard a barley audible "Sorry" from her and as Zayden turned to tell her it was alright, she was gone.

"The chase is on I guess" he thought to himself and succeeded...Finally. There was something about her that made his inner monologue disappear. That can wait Zayden thought as he raced through the halls looking for Isaura and it wasn't til he got to the second floor that he stopped at his room "No too easy he thought, then again" he thought pulling back his closet doors which looked more like a second room. "of all the hiding spots in the house you end up here in my closet." he says smiling at Isaura.

“I am so sorry,” she said stretching the so and the sorry, “I know how, uh, sensitive wings can be and I got carried away,” she covered her face and felt tears fall as her aura grew cloudy because of her mood, “Please don’t hate me. I really like you, you know? I don’t have many friends and I didn’t mean to come to your room, I promise” she babbled and winced at how pathetic she sounded to her own ears. He took a step toward her and she moved away from him
“I don’t hate you,” Zayden answered moving fast and lifting her up before wiping her tears, “It had felt good,” he continued shivering at the memory.
“Really?” she sniffed, “You don’t hate me? You won’t throw me out?”
Zayden shook his head and chuckled softly at his little nurse, “Of course not. I still need you and I have no intention of letting you go until you are ready to go,” he said out loud and in his thoughts continued with, “And even then I might not let you go.”
Isaura didn’t quite believe him and watched his aura as hers gently pushed against his. Seeing his aura respond to hers by letting her in and brighten at the honesty of his words she clung to him as she felt warmth fill her. Surprised at the feeling she opened her eyes and watched as Zayden’s aura wrapped around her in a subconscious display of affection.

As Zayden held Isaura close he felt her relax a bit more in his embrace and with a relaxing sigh walked her out of the closet. Chuckling a bit to himself "Isaura I really like you too, and I wasn't gifted with many friends either in this or otherworld. so I guess you could say we're kindred spirits in that light" Zayden said while stroking her hair

"I don't even remember much from the other world, and the pieces I do remember I don't want too. so I was never given a chance to make friends there either, all in all I'm kind of glad I broke my wing. otherwise I would have missed the opportunity to meet my little nurse" Zayden said as he blushed a little

"And now we have all day, So if you like you can take a nap and get some proper sleep we can practice like you said earlier on my healing but if we do how about just the basics. you have soft hands wouldn't want to forget the gentle touch of an amazing nurse" Zayden said almost surprised he had enough gall to say it.

"But before all that if you like I can get you a change of clothes from my moms clothes and have these washed for you if you like. I only ask cause a hot shower is one of the two things that helps me relax the other is flying and you're making sure I can keep that up" Zayden smiles looking down at Isaura who seemed to drift off a bit. He would lay her in his bed as he headed into his bathroom and begun to undress and turn on the hot water.

She sighed when she heard the water turn on and look curiously around his room. She had figured out that Zayden must not know about his father and since she did not want to incur the wrath of said father she opted for keeping her mouth. It’s not like she had anything to gain from telling Zayden in any case. Especially since his father probably wanted his son ignorant for a reason.
She looked at the door that was keeping her from seeing Zayden’s aura. With a huff, she planted her face into the sheets. She took a deep breath and froze at how good they smelled. It wasn’t fair, she thought with a pout as she stood and walked around his room touching things to get a better feel of the things he had in his room. She was about to leave his room and maybe explore but felt a pulse come from where Zayden was before nothing.
She felt his panic as if it were her own and heard a rather loud curse followed by a much softer one. Before she could stop herself she entered the bathroom and stilled when she realized that she had probably overreacted and swiftly returned to his bed to feign sleep when she heard him call her name, all the while cursing herself in her head for making an even bigger fool of herself. When would her embarrassment end, she couldn’t help but think bitterly.

Zayden would finish picking out what it was he wanted to wear for the rest of the day. He would emerge from his closet after deciding dressing and fixing his hair. As he opened his door he would see Isaura sleeping peacefully with a pillow of his clenched tightly. He would chuckle a bit before sitting to the foot of his bed and putting on a pair of white shoes. since he was finally able to relax a bit he could wear what made him comfortable.
After putting his shoes on he would walk to his balcony looking down as woltar had just begun training this was one of the few things he had enjoyed during the day. "Now that Im on the path a bounty hunter maybe Woltar would train me so I don't get my ass kicked next time." he thought "Im going to ask him" Zayden said steeling his resolve. he would walk back into his room catching a glimpse of the beauty that had graced his bed..."id better not wake her she's probably tired from healing me all day" he thought as he wrote on a note "ill be in the courtyard" and left it on the end table.
After writing the note, Zayden headed down the express way in to the courtyard leaping from the balcony it was only about a 20ft drop so it wasn't much to handle. as he landed Woltar stood in his face "May I be of service Lord Makeru?"
"Y- yes Woltar id like for you to help me better myself so I don't lo-get my ass handed to me when I go after bigger prey I mean it was only a kobold after all and it damn near killed me" Zayden said
"Of course Lord Makeru this is a day I've waited for, for sometime..."

Isaura opened her eyes and felt for Zayden. Curiously she felt him further away than she had expected. She closed her eyes and allowed the various auras throughout his home to wash over her. She got up and stretched with a sigh before she stood from the bed.
She moved toward the balcony and watched as Zayden and Woltar sparred. She could make out the outline of their figures but used the sight of her auras to help her identify the two. She was proud of Zayden in that he seemed to be holding up against Woltar. What Zayden lacked in experience, he made up for with enthusiasm or so it seemed.
Isaura eyed Woltar’s aura and knew that he was holding back and personally she was glad. She didn’t think Zayden should be training with his wing still in the healing process, but this was something he needed to face. She assumed that maybe he did not want a repeat of what had happened last time. So she watched and willed herself to not interfere. Besides most men did not want some girl to interfere with his fight.
Isaura watched the exchange of blows in quiet fascination. Zayden seed to be growing weaker and yet Woltar seemed to have an unlimited amount of energy to feed his dark aura. Shaking her head, she left the two to their business and left in search of food.

Woltar smiled realizing the actual fuel behind Zayden's new found want for training. he would start of showing Zayden a few basic strikes and stances teaching him how to maximize his punches and where to place them on an opponent to incapacitate them. Woltar would then begin the shadow dance with him (Slow motion fighting utilizing what he was taught so far) Impressed at how few times Zayden took the wrong action Woltar cocked a smile. "good job Lord Makeru, I'm quite proud of you" he said.

As the sparring continued Woltar sped up a bit turning it up to a more so real sparring match watching Zayden make less and less mistakes from the few taught moves. "Now that you have an ok grasp on offense lets get to work on defense this will push you to your breaking point and once there you will have access to something you didn't know existed within you. are you ready Lord Makeru.

"Yes lets go Woltar would weave his arms and tell Zayden to move, which he couldn't the next hour or so was brutal to Zayden as he receive a series of crushing blows that seemed to heal not long after he was hit but the pain was all to lasting As Zayden let out holler after holler of pain filled screams but refused to give in. "Your mothers blood is beginning to awaken you will heal most minor damage but broken bones torn ligaments are out of your grasp at the moment, but you have done well so go rest up" Woltar said as it had begun to get later into the evening.

Isaura ate in quiet as she listened to the cook talk. Isaura thought the woman was nice and seemed to fill the empty silence with chatter that made Isaura smile. “Thank you,” Isaura said as she finished her meal, “That really was a lot to take in,” she said as she interrupted the cooks talking, “but maybe we could continue this later. I think I should maybe be returning to Zayden.”
“Of course,” the cook replied waving her off.
Isaura smiled as she left the kitchen and subtly sniffed the air. She frowned at the crisp sterile scent of the castle walls, surprised by the lack of scents and wondering why she hadn’t realized it before. Sighing she moved back toward Zayden’s room and was surprised that Zayden was still training. She made a small sound, not liking that he was exerting himself as much as he was. With a sigh of her own she went into Zayden’s bathroom to cleanse her body of the day’s events. She removed her weapons from her person and set them aside before disrobing completely and folded her clothes and placed them to the side. She stepped into the shower and used her nose to pick out which bottle had the soap in it. She smiled as she cleaned the dirt from her body. She smiled as she rinsed the suds and smiled as she used Zayden’s towel to dry herself. With a shake of her head, she rummaged through drawers before finding one of his shirts. With a sniff at the collar she climbed into his bed and went back to sleep, but not before taking a moment to search Zayden out with her aura.

Zayden would take Woltar's advice and head head into the house, Although sore in several different parts of his being, it was a good sore and he remained proud of himself as he made his way through the halls, leaning to everything imaginable to keep his balance stumbling only twice.

"Finally i made it Zayden would exclaim to himself, after letting himself in the room Zayden would notice his little healer still in bed "Wait is that one of my shirts" He mouthed before smiling and noticing she had finally chosen to relax. he would let out a calm sigh as he made his way to the bathroom and turn the water on hot so he could relax and sit in his tub. Zayden removed his sweat drenched clothing before he slid into the pool of hot water.

"I need to be stronger, I need to know that if she were in trouble I could do something to help, Currently I may be able to take a guy or two using what Woltar Showed me, but what if he were more skilled than me "What could I do?" Zayden sat in the pool more so pondering on his strength of mind and body. He began wondering so hard that his mind drifted and ultimately led to him falling asleep.

She touched Zayden and smiled. She pressed her nose to him made a pleased sound as his scent flooded her senses. Closing her eyes she had half a mind to go back to sleep before she felt Woltar’s own aura press against her. She supposed that maybe this is what Azazel had meant. So she moved from the bed and gave Zayden a lingering glance before she left the room and closed the door.
She opened her mouth as if to tell Woltar she were ready but he was already moving and she had to jog to catch up. She thought he would slow down but he only moved faster. She eyed his aura used it as her guide to where she was going. When his aura seemed to disappear she concentrated and lifted her nose. Engraining his scent in her memory she tracked him by his scent as he lead her deeper in.
For a moment she felt a cold chill run up her spine. She stumbled and suddenly all traces of Woltar was gone. She cursed and felt the same pulse of power that had caused her stumble in the first place. Closing her eyes she followed after the feel of the pulsing aura. It was like a beacon drawing her in to it. She whimpered as grew stronger. She could feel her own aura suffocating under the weight of this new. Stopping she took a deep breath and went further hoping that things would work out.