As they fell, Attu noticed that Shadis no longer seemed concerned even for his own safety. He had to do something, or he would hurt himself worse than he could be healed...
So he did the unthinkable. He saw his brother come forward to grab him, and let him.
The impact hurt. A lot. It wasn't the worse pain he had ever felt, but it still hurt. His brother got off of him, allowing him to move his arms...
All he had to do was turn his hands. His fur glowed even brighter as his brother began to speak. He touched to ground around him, and the grass, the flower, and even the dirt seemed to just... die.
And then he stood, his wounds gone.