Beyond Bridalveil Fall: Dwellers of the Ahwahnee in Bloomington, MN

Alarmed, I put both my hands on his chest and down into the wounds. I immediately got this feeling in my inner being that the blood flow that was gushing had diminished. I lifted my hands to the top of the laceration and watched as a glowing light spread throughout. It slowly sealed itself together until all that remained was a few pink lines where the claws had gouged him.