Isaura stated that he would have to sit up. She approached him and walked around to his back. Slowly she felt along his back leading up to his damaged wing and then the wing itself. She closed her eyes and concentrated before pulling her knife out and cut along the lining at the base of his wing. She dug two of her clawed fingers in and pulled out the piece of the arrow that was making it so hard for him to actually heal. 

Once that was out she concentrated her aura and pulled his own healing abilities forth. Next she moved her fingers along the skin and bones of his wing breaking and resetting the areas that needed it. She couldn’t help but be proud of this male, of Zayden. He was handling this better than many of the warriors back at the castle had. And whatever he was, she knew it would be hard for him to learn how to utilize his own healing abilities because of his mixed blood. Once she finished she removed parts of her aura from his body and hoped that the parts she had left behind would help him and not cause him too much unnecessary pain.