Fox returns from his state of meditation, and sits on the log,
wondering how the magic had been sealed, and if it was even a
possibility that they could return it. He remembers the crying from
the magic trapped in an unknown place, and can't help but cry a
little bit himself.
"Depends. Can you stop whining and waking people up with your
yelling?" Leon asked. "I've met monkeys with more manners than
you.........Sorry that was rather rude."
"I wasn't yelling, I was just "yelling" a little more than a
mumble."
"Please Melody, and I directed you away because I was trying to end
the debate with Fox and Leon, and Melody can we not debate?"
(We are facebook friends, she is an hour behind me, and we both are
often up till midnight to three. She usually is online about now
unless she is busy.)
"Oh well." Leon sighed before twirling his crystal. Time to test it
a bit.
Leon shrugged humming before focusing on his crystal before ice was
launched out hitting a tree. "Intriguing. This is rather enjoyable.
I just need to learn to control it."
(Geez, slow down! I haven't even posted a message before now!)
:Margaret was walking through the forest, when she saw the others
messing around with their crystals: What the heck...? :She hid
behind a tree:
Leon aimed at another tree shooting ice only for it to land on the
ground. He took a more careful aim by holding his left arm with his
right arm. This time he barely grazed the tree. A whole lot closer
and yet he needed a bit more practice.
What did he know about ice? Ice was the absence of heat and was
heavier than heat. Perhaps he should aim a bit higher than what he
wanted to aim for? Though could logic even be used for magic items
that defied logic?
"Rivals? Is it because I have ice and he has fire?" Leon asked
missing Margaret's noise by replying to the question.
Humming he once again shot at the tree only this time it hit the
tree freezing part of it completely. "Finally! I hit something."