Okay, I'll stand guard while you try to heal it.

[She's already moving into position to do just that, though given how much dragon there is to defend that's a bit of a tall order.]

Hopefurry nothing comes-

[A slavering, snarling Felhound chooses this moment to come barreling out of the woods. Nepeta growls under her breath.]

After us. Grrr... focus on the dragon, I can handle this!

[And in one fluid motion, her claws are out and she's lunging at the beast.]