What questions should she be asking? Yet another useless question that was a waste of everyone’s time! Could she not see?! Perhaps she had not been clear enough with her questions about love and life before. Everything was affected by emotion, the way mortals experienced things, how they felt changed the entire nature of encounters. Both could be changed by someone who had the ability to influence the others. The mare finally comes closer to see what is happening, Cairde smiles at her look of awe while watching the golden marks upon the tree.

Tilting her head the lynx waits for the show to begin, without a doubt this was her favourite moment; glancing between Resplendence and the tree it is clear that the creature is expecting something spectacular to happen. The closer Resplendence moves the brighter the gold becomes, it’s as if the notes shine brighter with excitement. As the mare comes to a stop Cairde smiles and takes more than a few steps back, the golden marks spark and spit out flakes as it peels itself away from the tree. Watching as the gold floats through the air towards Resplendence, the lynx giggles once. The gold begins to surround the lightly shaded mare, spinning around her and picking up speed with every passing second. As it spins each marking blends into another until they become a smooth golden surface. It isn’t long before the mare is fully encased in a spinning gold orb; the magic coming from the orb is beautiful. It is bright and with Resplendence fully concealed within the orb Cairde smiles and closes her eyes listening to the music as it floats through the air. The sounds flow through the woods calling to every passing animal, waking them from slumbers and causing them to pause in their routine. After about thirty seconds Cairde opens her eyes to watch the last bit of the transformation. The orb expands and holds it’s new size for only a moment until it snaps. An almighty CRACK echoes throughout the woods cutting out the music completely while the golden orb has disappeared into Resplendence, binding to her soul.

Laughing at the show of magic the lynx stands and offers Resplendence one last friendly smile, delighted by what she had just seen. That had been the brightest binding yet. Yes, she had chosen well. “There is only one question you should be asking.” Her voice is soft and patient. “How can I be better?” Nodding at mare and dragon alike it is only a moment before she speaks again. "Use my gift well child." With that the creature turns and begins to walk back into the woods. Every step the lynx takes she grows bigger, yet her entire body fades. Eventually she becomes one with the woods, there is no trace of her expect for the faintest of songs still lingering in the air.