The approach of the small woman, teetering as she was from her reeling injuries, caught the attention of the feral figure. In a way it could still well understand her but it took a few long, drawn out moments to appreciate what it was she had said then asked in the same breath. As far as this aspect of the paladin was concerned, it was as well as ever and driven further to pursue its prey but that was not the intent behind what she had said. Some fragment of more mortal personality appreciating this, the growl of the beast formed the first portion of the answer, [i]"Yes, I am fine."[/i]

While it was clearly Brannor who spoke, it sounded as much the part as it looked. Yet as its focus kept on Parum, it maintained a sense of idle control; one that came clearly across as its padded, pawed palm removed a potion from the leather of its belt before stopping down to offer it. All of the thick glass was captured at its neck by the hand and the raw scale difference was even more clear now.

Perhaps this close the woman could better confirm her suspicions that it was some form of power similar to that of druidic magic, just as divine and supernatural, but removed in its own way.

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