[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Alexis Farreacher[/color][/h1][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Callie's Car[hr][b]Interacting with:[/b] [i] Callie Lenson[/i][sub][@Caits][/sub][hr][hr]Callie made a fair point. The changes were probably strange. Would they feel it immediately? Probably. Callie hinted at that so far. Alexis, right now, felt an equal amount of relief and worry. She was still very worried for her classmates. That feeling wouldn’t go away easy. But she also felt relieved, deep inside. It was a feeling she was a little ashamed of. Callie made her feel good about being a warlock. But in school, she didn’t have Callie around. In fact, in the last few months she felt like a true outcast. Completely alone because of who she was. Now that was changing. An entire group, no a pack, had changed. She wouldn’t be alone anymore. But for that to happen, people had to suffer. That was why she was a little ashamed of the thought. Which she wasn’t about to share with Callie. She trusted the Witch, but she still didn’t want to be judged.

The girl was rather happy Callie would be there with her when she introduced herself as a warlock. She wondered how that would come over to the others. Some would be surprised, right? Then again, maybe not? If werewolves and mermaids exist, they’d probably guess there is a whole lot more out there. Still, a warlock was kind of a big step. Of course, she’d have to prove it. Maybe the light orb she summoned last night would work? But that magic only worked with lunar energy. Either stored in her crystals, which were now empty, or from the moon directly. Maybe some leyline magic? But what spell?

[color=9e0b0f]“Defense spells?”[/color] the little warlock began to ponder upon those kind of spells. She had a few offensive spells. Like the wind-blast infused in the hawk’s skull. She had a few other things. For a moment she wanted to tell Callie about her other bone-pendants. They weren’t like the hawk skull. Some were just small bones bound and engraved with certain markings. Dominating the leaves and small branches. [color=9e0b0f]“Can you teach me to control my air blast?”[/color] she asked carefully. The hawk skull spell felt like a rather dangerous topic. Considering that it was apparently very close to black magic. But as she asked, she realized something.

She wasn’t very good at casting offensive spells. The light orb at night was easy enough. In fact, it almost came instinctively to her. Like she always knew how to make it. She didn’t have to think when it concerned the moon. She just waved her hands and channeled the pale magic. But with charms, things were so much different. The signs had to be exactly right, the channeling took effort and even then she was clearly missing something. [color=9e0b0f]“Actually.. can you teach me how to fight with spells? It’s just that… well I never really had much chance to practice that kind of spells. Actually, aside from that wind spell, I don’t really have anything to fight with.”[/color] The prospect of finally learning how to fight with magic did excite her. But at the same time, it was violence. So she tried to hide her excitement the best an eighteen year old girl could.[/center]