Honey, I Got Us a Cat.

With the rock removed, the leopard leaped forward, away from both of the canines. It turned its back to the mountain face and eyed them warily. Now would have been the perfect chance for them to harm him. Neither wolf moved forward, however, much to his confusion. He had never experienced kindness from another before. Even among his own kind, encounters were bloody events.

Iolaire stayed where she was, noting the leopards fright. "Does your paw hurt?" She asked from her place beside Roan. She indicated his injury by pointing out her own hind paw and giving it a little shake. The snow leopard furrowed his brow, green eyes glancing towards his own paw that he was holding off of the ground. Again, he growled out. "Hurt." Io smiled and nodded, patting the big bag against her shoulder that she always carried. "Healer," she said. The cat nodded and moved forward, though hesitantly. He settled himself on the sand, body curled to the side so that his injured paw was near Iolaire.

Moving forward slowly, Io smiled again, this time patting her chest. "Iolaire," she said before pointing to Roan and giving his name as well. Again, the cat furrowed his brow. Eventually he lifted one odd front paw and touched his own chest. "Enki." Iolaire noted the strange paws and inspected them with great curiosity. The cats digits seemed to be longer than average paws. Thumbs flexed against the movement of the rest. It was something that she'd never seen before. A birth defect?