Esther'd been in Orion quite often lately. Even though they have no particular reason for being there - the cave is just a nice one to visit, they suppose. Plus, finding some leftover items in the ruins is always a plus one. Especially if it's still usable.

As Esther meanders through the place, there's not anything too interesting to look at. Thankfully Orion isn't one of the caves infested with Order. If it were, they'd be focused on clearing it instead of walking in no particular direction. When they're done, though, they'll probably return to the forge, and then pick up a job to do.

Eventually they set their sights on a new child - appearing to use magic. The image is starkingly familiar to Esther's own start, where they tried to burn Eridanus down with a spell that doesn't even catch flame.

"You practicing your magic, kid?"

There's a lot of spells that happen to use touch, but this one looks quite familiar to the one Esther started out with, one upon a time.

Watching the little pup turn around, all aggression and teeth, has Esther laughing right in the little thing's face. They were like that, too. It's a little cute, admittedly. When the little guy opens his mouth to speak, Esther's face does a doubletake when they notice what's going on - and they do the first thing that comes to mind. Except nothing comes.

The first thing they feel as the hot comes to them is immense anger at their own magic not even working, and then pain when the hot air hits their front. Its a blistering feeling - the same as real fire - the same as something they've not felt in a long, long time.

They gasp and sputter as the spell ends, legs quivering underneath them. Little shit! They have half the mind to retaliate with their own magic. If it even works.

"Big words for such a little thing." They huff, sitting down to calm their nerves - and to check their front fur. Yeah, the skin there isn't going to look good. Used to the feeling though, Esther ignores the pain. Even if it's still bubbling under their skin like flames.

"Yes, I can use magic. It'd do you some good to control it in the future." Showing a little teeth at the end.

They grin, teeth on full display when Nikolai speaks.

"I like the attitude, kid. But first tell me your name. Mine is Esther."

This one is a lot more confident than the other little wolf children running around, that's for sure.

"No matter your age, your abilities can still turn on you if you fail." They say.

Esther lives off of their spells backfiring. Their magic flashes and peers into the child's mind - showing him the true capability of their magic. Images filtering in of randomly combusting in black flame, flashes of the Void coming in and out of their vision - bone crushing pain just from having a spell in their arsenal. Needing to stabilize because of their magic.

Eventually the spell wares off - and Esther comes back to themselves. "Of course I can help!"

"You use fire I take it? It's dangerous, but all magic is. It should be a natural instinct for you to use it. Go ahead and try, but not on me please." They hum.