???'s POV
Sunsealer gazed across the horizon, the sun setting slowly across the desert casting a few shadows to stretch out from nearby cacti. He raised his wings and abnormally long shadows stretched out from his back. His judgmental gaze looked across the desert as he mumbled one word. "Disappear."
Suddenly, the moon started heading towards the sun at a rapid pace. The remains of sun that were left were blocked and shadows spread quickly across the land. Sunsealer blinked slowly, almost as if he wasn't actually expecting for his command to work.
He had known he was an animus for a while now; but he didn't figure animus magic was THAT powerful. Then again, it was feared for a reason. In his village, if you had any special powers whatsoever, you'd most likely be executed or cast out within days. It would be horrible if anyone found out he was having visions, and even worse if they knew he was an animus.
He heard a small gasp from behind him and he turned around to see his best friend, Pharaoh, a SandWing, staring at him in shock. "Y-yo-you're an Animus?" She gasped. Sunsealer quickly lowered his wings. "W-what? N-no.." Sunsealer said quickly.
"I just saw you place the moon in front of the sun. You're clearly an animus. I'm sorry, but I have to tell the rest of the village this." Pharaoh said, she turned away from him and started to walk away. "Wait, no, please, come back! Pharaoh!" She continued walking away and he sighed. "I'm sorry for this, but.. Forget all of this. I never was an animus." Sunsealer said as fast as he could.
But, he knew deep down there was one part he wanted to add to his spell. "And- and... nevermind, just.. go back to the village." Sunsealer sighed.
