Mamori and Willow dropped their stuff off at their cabins before following the crowd of people over to a fire. She saw her sister and waved, giving her a small smile as she sat down next to the fire. Mamori transformed into his cat form and curled up in her lap. Willow smiled, petting him as she watched the fire, the light dancing in her eyes. She reached out a hand and a small ball of fire lifted from the flame and floated through the air towards her. She clapped her hands together softly and the ball exploded into tiny, beautiful orange sparks that floated harmlessly towards the ground, Willow giggling quietly as she entertained herself.