Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-73.158.79.161-20200206041044/@comment-44876747-20200208034114

Andreya crept up in the clearing as quiet as a mouse. A hurt baby deer lay on the forest floor, its mother staying hesistantly at its side, knowing she would have to leave her child's side.

Andreya stepped out from the bushes silently, and the deer bolted when she saw them. Andreya imagined a fist made of time shooting out to grab the mother deer and keep her in place. The deer stopped moving. Andreya rolled up their sleeves, facing the baby deer. They knelt by the injured animal, and put a hand over the dark red gash in its side, closing their eyes and concentrating. There was a dark black glow, and the wound sealed up.

Andreya lost their hold on both their abilities, and collapsed on the forest floor. The baby slowly and clumsily got up, and went over to the mother, and the two deer left the clearing.

Andreya let out a sigh. They still needed to work on their hold over their power. They picked up a leaf, and imagined a fire of time washing over it, aging it to death. The leaf wilted and crumpled right before their eyes.