He considered.
"I have one which interrupts casts of magic, but that would be my last offensive spell. The rest are either defensive or useful in other ways." For emphasis, he tried to make yet another small amount of mushrooms spring up at his heels. Thankfully, the spores cooperated, and a small field of whitecaps sprang up around him.
"Like this one. It doesn't do much more than this, although it can remove harmful fungus if I cast it on someone." Tahi-shei shrugged.
His abilities were rather diverse, but he still ultimately only had a handful of things he could do.
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sanguine (happy) glimmer shone in his eyes.
"Alright!" Then, a pause.
"This one, uh, might actually hurt? I'm not sure," he admitted.
"But if it does, it shouldn't hurt much and also I'm sorry in advance." He drew in a breath, and the wellspring of magic with it -- the threshold, the power, higher. Letting electricity begin to gather and crackle, dancing over his skin and then the mission was to aim it. To ground himself, visualize a path, target the pretty blue stone sticking up out of her head.
The electricity shot out in a jagged line, and Tahi felt it fight against him -- he was just barely able to keep it under control, watching it snuff out Comet's spell with a strange sort of glee.
"I've never cast that on another person before."
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Tahi-shei grinned, proud of himself. He nodded gratefully at Comet and began to partake of the water before shaking himself out a bit and taking a step back. "Alright. Those are the only spells I have that I can cast on other Gembound... but I have other things in my repertoire!" Black frills spiked up around his throat on cue, and Tahi-shei all but struck a pose. He was glad they'd worked -- it would have been embarrassing for him to give the preface and then have his spell fail.
He stretched himself out a little and looked around. "Hm... I should probably dispatch these before I mess them up." He slipped over to a rock and nudged one of the frills, straining his neck and dancing a complicated sort of dance to get himself almost totally un-frilled without any of the goo clinging to his fur. He rolled his shoulders. "Be careful of that, it's a pain to get rid of."
Tahi glanced up at Comet's assertion that she'd help wash it off, and started to open his mouth to protest -- magic could be fickle, of course, and things went wrong -- when she was already opening her mouth. The hair on the back of his neck prickled and the deer bolted, coming to a stop a solid six feet away -- the spray of water had just barely missed him, and his hair stood on end. "Water doesn't help much," he said cooly, trying his best to not appear frustrated or annoyed. "And broadly, it's impolite to cast magic on people without asking permission." Tahi shook himself out a little. "Even innocuous spells can backfire; you could have hurt me without meaning to."
He inclined his head slightly.
"That's not necessary," Tahi-shei said gently,
"just don't cast anything on me without asking first, alright?" He hummed and spawned another handful of mushrooms, pacing in a slow circle.
"Is there anything else you'd like to try out, Comet?" Tahi-shei honestly didn't have much he wanted to do; except maybe teaching Comet more about the ethics of casting and casting towards people who you wanted to be friends with.
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