ORIGIN

ooc - private magic practice because im bored af. Set before the thread with baratheon but after the one with dark.

The owl had been a strange meeting, but he hadnt felt too terribly threatened by it. He didnt wish to encounter the bird again, though, so he hoped that where ever he was going, he didnt find him (or anyone else) again. Thankfully the tunnel was quiet as he continued on slowly, feeling his way along the ground as the tunnel didnt offer him nearly enough light. It was when he ran into a large rock that he whimpered and stumbled back a couple steps before falling back on his butt.

Rubbing at his face with his paw, he dusted off the little debris and rubbed the sore spot on the bridge of his muzzle. After a moment or two, he shook off whatever was left and stood. Assuming the rock he ran in to eas right before him, he attempted to move the rock like he had when he was new, trying to remove the lion and bear he later abandoned when they forst found him. He hadnt practiced his magic much since he abandoned them, so he had little faith in himself.

He sensed that the rock hadnt moved. With further speculation (by feeling for the rock with his paw) he decided that the rock hadnt actually moved. Ghost sighed and furrowed his brows, getting annoyed with the rock despite it not moving after his first try. Hed have to keep trying, though, if he wanted to get through this part of the tunnel. There was probably a very easy way around the rock, but as far as he could tell, this rock was blocking the whole damned tunnel.

The man focused harder then, his eyes squeezing ahut as he mentally forced the rock to move. He was an adult now, certainly he could move a rock like this? He was no more than a few minutes old when he had barely forced the lion and bear away. Cycles later and he couldnt move a rock? This was no good. With another attempt, and a lot of building frustration, he would try again.