Through the seemingly eternal Frostfall, the star girl went. Her children remained safe under the watchful eye of Johnny, and though she was sure the candy man would take good care of her precious little ones, she also knew they would certainly give him a run for his money. Despite her desire to protect them in their newness, she needed to work her body and attempt to shed the lingering remained of baby weight that clung to her ribs. Ears twisted as she galloped through the snow, happy to open her strides and escape the confines of the Basin.

As she went, she noticed the trails of many coming together to gather. She slowed to a trot, her shoulders shrugging, and she decided to allow her curiosity to get the better of her as she followed a like of footsteps to the get together. Upon arrival, she noticed several who she recognized, but even more intriguingly, she noticed magic. It excited her, as the last time she had seen a similar sight, she was fitted by a terrible fire bird with her own magic. Perhaps she was greedy, or maybe just driven, but she approached nonetheless in an attempt to better how own strength and throw in her attempt.

The laughter was contagious as she watched the weasel-like creatures chase the sparkling ball. 'Help us catch it!. they cried, prancing through the snow as the followed their prize. She watched with keen eyes at the others who had gathered. Ashamin, her darling, and Erthë, two who she recognized. The filly was unknown to her, but as she began to build her wall, the blue considered her resourceful and hard-working. She watched the ethereal girl help the filly, and Ashamin worked on his own. He seemed to prefer solitude, and she would leave him to his work. But that didn't mean she couldn't help the stoats. Her magic wasn't the most practical, as she still wasn't totally sure what she was capable of, but it would be a fun game.

Her front hooves hopped off the ground in a dramatic flair as she pulled at the edges of her own magic. From the ground, sparking and fizzing and glowing, appeared the form of a timber wolf. It's edges were formed, and the light it emitted gave it the appearance of something much more comforting than the searing burn it would leave should it touch skin. She urged the apparition forward, encouraging it to capture the electric glow in it's sparkling jaws. The wolf would fizzle out easily, but maybe it would slow the magical orb enough for the stoats to recapture it. She was sure to keep the wild canine away from others, especially the keepers of the magic. She didn't want to injure anyone, she simply wanted to help.

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OOC//Uses her current magic to summon a wolf to capture the orb and slow it down enough for it's recapture.

Currently seeking:
Magic : LightxSpark (U) : Apparitions can heal physical wounds. Healing or injury depends on user's intent.
Restriction: 3 small apparitions (dog or smaller), or 1 large apparition. Create a tingling sensation where they touch while healing.
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