practice [★] learn to fly

[raziel]

"From what I hear from my brother," the direwolf began as he padded over, trying not to look too disgruntled at seeing the girl had snuck out, "she can cause quite a storm."  A surprise, he'd heard, was found in Keona's ability to manipulate the air.  Mental manipulation however... Not a shocking discovery, made by her and his brother.  Every one of their clan seemed to inherit some sort of mental ability, whether clairvoyant senses or the power to mess with the mind.

"Sent a tornado after the Pittian who'd tried blocking their way out." Raziel doubted this savannah cared.  The faerie held no interest in the demon's opinion since he'd been so rude to his own daughter, Suvi for not speaking when she never had once before.  The massive canine inclined his head, curiously noting her paws.  Inherited something of Kian's hydrokinetic tendencies, then... Does she even notice?

"Don't look so disappointed, Keo," he offered gently, offering a small smile.  "Takes practice.  You were in a tight spot when your abilities surfaced so dramatically, a life or death, fight or flight situation, but now you're not." He paused, creasing his own brows.  "Please don't go looking for trouble on purpose though." Seriously.

After a moment, he coughed. "And please do not freeze your paws, a leanbh.  Unless you know it has no negative effect." The wolf felt uncertain on that matter if he was honest; water was Kian's element.

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