Elanah stood in the back yard of her haven. In front of her was a kennel with a large Black German Shepard in it. The Dog's fangs were barred and it barked and lashed out at her. She stood in front of it and made No move to let it out of its kennel.
She had tried a twice to move forward and let it out of its cage but each time the dog lashed out and smashed into the front of the cage. Elanah was amazed that the cage held the fierce animal.
The shelter had told Elanah that it was a rescue dog and recommended that she not take it as a first time dog owner. Elanah had encouraged them to let her have the animal in her own, encouraging way. In truth Elanah suspected that they were happy to be rid of the Animal.
Elanah moved in slowly but with steady animalistic grace. She stalked the beast like one of her targets. She moved in, slowing her heart beat, remembering what it was Konstantin said. Her eyes darkened as she made contact. In Hebrew she says one word, clear and concise, "Heal"
The Dog does not heal but barks further...
"Damnit, what must I do..." Elanah says as she sits next to the crate. One hand draped down over the top. As she sits thinking to herself what must be done she feels a cool, sand-papery wetness on her fingers. "What" she looks over and the Once Feral Beast is licking at her fingers through the crate's caged front. "Well at least it is not a total failure." Elanah says allowing herself a small smile, enjoying the feeling of the dogs affection.
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