Magica Academy

4 Of Casters and Specters

"Leon!" Soleil called. "Noel!"

She had been searching the forest for them, but didn't even catch a glimpse. She sighed and kicked the ground.

"I'm bored!" She complained. "Can I at least have someone to talk to?"

Then some bushes nearby shook, and she froze.

"Who's there?" She asked cautiously, edging towards them. "Leon?"

She peeked over them, and blinked at the growling thing in front of her.

"Nope." She stated.

She rolled out of the way as a red wolf jumped out and clawed at where she just was. It stood tall on its hind legs and howled. Flames leaked through its snarling jaws.

"Now this is what I call entertainment!" Soleil cheered. "Come and get me, doggy!"

It lunged at her, and she back flipped.

"Missed me!" She taunted.

She aimed her palm at its head, and kept her hand steady. It barked and lunged again.

"Wait for it..."

Once it was a foot away, she began to chant.

"Gla-"

Then a screech made them both stop and look up. An orange monkey with little embers coming from its head dropped from the trees, its fist blazing. With a loud 'smack' it punched the wolf on the top of its head and fell to Soleil's feet.

The wolf cupped its head and howled in pain, staggering back. Soleil just looked at the newcomer in awe for a moment...then got angry.

"Hey, that was my fight!" She protested. "You can't just barge in like that!"

The monkey flailed and made a series of screeches in response.

"If you want a fight, just wait your turn."

The monkey looked down sadly, and moaned.

Soleil huffed, but smiled a couple of seconds later. "But that was a nice punch."

The monkey smiled and jumped happily.

Then the enemy growled at them, and they looked at it, then back at each other. They shared a grin and chuckled.

"Ah, what the heck!" Soleil said. "Let's beat this thing together!"

She pumped her fist into the air, and it started to glow. A star symbol was revealed, and she looked at it in amazement. Then she laughed and jumped up high.

"This is the best day ever!"

Then a card appeared, and she grabbed it.

"Burnape." She read, then chuckled. "I think we'll get along just fine my friend. Now let's trounce this bad dog!"

Burnape nodded and screeched in agreement, and they readied themselves for their fight.

.....

"Hmm...they look pretty." Noel noted. "But they're probably poisonous..."

He stood in front of a patch of purple flowers, which swayed a little when a gentle breeze passed by. He frowned at them in suspicion.

"I'm not taking any chances." He picked up a stick. "Now let's see..."

He tossed it in the middle of the patch, and waited for a moment. Then the stick starting smoking, and burns started appearing on it.

Noel smirked. "Not today." He pulled out a pocket journal, and a pen. "I'll write this down just in case."