02-14-2016, 06:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-14-2016, 06:37 PM by Magikeeper.)
Cassie had started to ask a question about Castor's father, but the thought was clearly discarded in favor of talking about herself. "Papa taught me magic!" proclaims the child in what was probably her most dramatic voice. The girl spins around, her flailing hair turning a greenish-gold to emphasize her point. "I can make things move by thinking about them too!" The girl raises her hands into the air, a quick spell whisking a nearby pebble off the ground. The captive rock begins a little dance above her head, pulled to and fro by an unseen force.
"See! See! He also taught me about the voi-OW" The pebble, forgotten as quickly as it had been moved, bounces off of the fledgling mage's head. She rubs the spot with a sniffle.
"See! See! He also taught me about the voi-OW" The pebble, forgotten as quickly as it had been moved, bounces off of the fledgling mage's head. She rubs the spot with a sniffle.