After what seemed like an eternity, the elf had appeared. Aurain didn’t take a look at her, but simply continued to keep her face at her knees, hidden from the people within the room. Her whole body stung and trembled due to the pain and the sensations that continuously ran throughout her body, with small sparks of pain close to the slits. Through everything, she heard the sound of the elf and barely looked up, taking in a tiny glance of the elf. ‘Ah, it’s her,’ she thought to herself, the one outside who had first tried to figure out whether or not Aurain had died on the spot or not. With each and every piece of debris removed from her wounds, she felt at ease, as though the burning sensation cooled off and she let out a sigh of relief against her leg, as though it had been a burden all along and had finally been lifted off of her. 
The sight of the elf casting her magic reminded her of the lesson that her teacher had once taught her, many years before, of healing magic. Since it had been such a long time, the memories of the incantations and the spell had faded from her memory, but had now somewhat triggered the old memory but not fully, leaving out the most important pieces of the memory gone. That also triggered the urge to cast one of her own spells, to create a storm or an odd chill right now, but she had something else in mind.
Suddenly everything around her felt as it should have, her sight wasn’t blurry and her head wasn’t spinning, and after the elf had cast her magic, the wounds had disappeared, except for the puncture mark on her lower lip. She could feel the warmth flow through her body again and it was better when Ain had managed to get back to Aurain. She raised her head and saw the little ferret run towards her, holding her hands out and lifted the little ferret to her neck when it had reached, a small smiled playing on her lips with her dimples showing ever so slightly.
Once Ain had finished curling around her neck and nibbling her skin, she looked for the young man, as she had never gotten a clear look at him, nor did she ever get to thank him but he had already left after the elf had cast her magic. She slipped off the stretcher and stumbled at first before regaining her composure and thanked the young elf quickly, muttering a quick “thank you very much” as she walked straight past her and out of the room, in hopes of finding the young man. 
She left the room and caught a faint glimpse of a shadow turning left, and she followed, quickly running after him before she noticed him. She ran towards him and walked alongside him, glancing at him and taking in his looks. 
“Thank you, by the way,” she said lightly, her voice was soft, and some had even gone as far as saying that it was sugarcoated with honey, or something along the lines. “But that makes me wonder, why didn’t you take out the leaves and twigs by yourself? You could’ve done so, as opposed to waiting for the elf to come,” she questioned him, because she knew as well as he did that no matter what was to happen, the elf would’ve come along, sooner or later. 
Only after Ain had nibbled on her collar bone hard enough for her notice and look down, she couldn’t help but see that one of her buttons had fallen off, the button that had managed to seal the sight of her covered breasts. Her cheeks lit up with a bright pink color as she covered herself with her trench coat tightly but then was unable to face the young man in front of her. ‘Must’ve been when I fell because of that damn tree root..’ she thought to herself. Aurain hesitantly looked up to see the young man, just from the corners of her eyes as she had twisted her head rather sharply straight after finding out about her little “incident”.