The flowers sparkled around you beautifully, the forest alive with magic. Your beautiful, blue colored magic poured out of your hands, the air that once was coated thick with ash had turned clean, and filled with tiny sparkles that could only be described as if the stars decided to rest in the heavily wooded area that you called your home. Well, home away from home. You were ready to go back to your shop; when you heard a low growl behind you, and felt an eerily cold claw grip your shoulder. "Well, What do we have here?~"