“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.