Amber eyes peered through the narrow passageway. He had only just took this moment to leave the star-stricken room behind him. A tail swished around behind him as his little webbed wings lay dormant upon his back. The creature moved on all fours, taking his steps slow and easy. There was no rush for him. Nothing seemed interesting enough to pull his attention. The air was sweet in this room. Leaving a strange rumbling within his stomach. He had managed to snag a bite to eat before he had left Orion, but he supposed it just hadn't been enough to sate his hunger. The lycanthrope pup moved on though, ignoring the subtle signs his body was giving him. He would feed his hunger later. For now, this seemed like a decent place for him to take a break. It wasn't suffocatingly narrow, but it was just enough where others would have to come into close contact should they be traveling one way or the other.

It mattered little to him regardless if anyone came through. He would just bite at them if they did not leave them to his own. As his thoughts lingered on the fact that he, himself, had not been able to free himself from his prison, but rather a white and pink lamb that wasn't a lamb had seemed to irritate Damian. It left confusion in him and he did not like that feeling whatsoever. Had he done something wrong? Did he even try to do something? He wasn't sure, but he knew they shared something in common. His amber eyes danced towards the lingering stones upon the floor just by his paws. The top of his nose quivered once again, peeling his lips away from his sharp little puppy canines. He would learn how to do it. He would figure it out. And he would do it with no one's help.

A strange tingling suddenly started at his hip and it was all Damian could do not to jump in alarm and smack a paw towards the sensation, but when the rocks in front of him suddenly shot off in the direction he had been looking his attention was quickly pulled away from the tingling. His ears pushed forward instantly. A content rumbling sounded in his chest as he bounded after the rocks that had been shot forward and he gave them a quick sniff. So, he could do it too. Dark grin formed over his muzzle as his tail began to wag back and forth.

"Speech"

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Damian had grasped the rocks up into his forepaws, leaning back to sit back on his haunches. He fiddled with the rocks for a moment before ultimately casting them off carelessly, no longer interested in them. His ever roaming eyes studied the glowing mosses that latched onto the cavern's walls. His tongue slipped out to lick along his muzzle. If one was to eat those, would they too glow? It was a curious question and one that he was just about to go and see for himself, but then he quickly shook his head. No. He had to focus. He was here to practice and to learn of all the things he could do.

So instead he simply sat there, gazing over his forepaws curiously. They were unlike his footpaws with an opposable thumbs. He gripped his forepaws into fists before looking towards the gem upon his hip. He was still curious about it. Other creatures within the cave seemed to have one, which only meant it was common. He sniffed thoughtfully before he looked around the room once again. What else could he do besides move things? Which was a nice little trick if he had to say for himself. He closed his eyes for a moment, pondering thoughtfully and it wasn't long before the tingling in his hip returned. The room's temperature seemed to change, warming up several degrees until it was at the perfect temperature. It was so warm and cozy now. His eyes slid open as he looked around. It had been alright before, but now it was just right for a nice nap.

A nap he would not be having right now. If he could heat up the area. Could he lower it as well? He would try...

"Speech"

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Damian rose to his paws and padded a little further into the tunnel and gazed at the other entrance that was clearly not very far away from him. He swung his head back around and looked towards the entrance that he had came from. Deciding that he was in the middle of the tunnel Damian once again sunk down to sit on his haunches. He panted a little bit, seemingly growing more tired and tired the more he used his magic. No matter. He would practice until he was a lump on the ground unable to do a thing except sleep. Once again he closed his eyes and concentrated. Demanding is magic to do as he commanded. Her scrunched his nose a bit as it took a minute, but soon the tingling in his hip returned and he instantly felt the heat of the room quickly drop down back to it's previous temperature.

A deep, pleased rumbling vibrated lowly within his chest as he smirked again. So he could move things, heat things up, and make things colder also. He could only do three things then? Hardly. He was sure there was something else he could do. There was plenty of things he could learn he was sure. There was no way he would be limited to just simple meager things like this. He popped his jowls at the thought and once again studied his gem upon his hip. He would learn them all. No matter what it took Damian would strive to learn anything and everything.

"Speech"

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Damian hummed thoughtfully as he itched at an annoyance on his arm. His wings twitched with pleasant feeling of being scratched, but it soon subsided. Audits twisted about as he suddenly heard something. His body froze in spot and suddenly he spun around with bared fangs. His hip tingled and a force errupted from him. Sending fallen rocks rushing towards the place he heard a noise. The rocks collided into the moss covered wall, bouncing off easily from the sponge like moss.

Damian narrowed his eyes at the ineffectiveness that spell had been. Even if he did not truly try to summon it, it still did not have enough force to damage the moss. With that aside, Damian looked around again. He could have sworn he had heard something. Sniffing at the air Damian could not catch any scent outside of the sweetness the very air held. No one. A low threatening growl filled the area, warning those who may have been in hiding. This was not a creature to mess with. Feeling like he was overreacting, Damian soon cast it off as maybe a mouse and set back to work. What next would he attempt using?

"Speech"

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Damian sat there for what seemed like hours. Wracking his mind for anything else he could surely do. A growl seemed to emit from him the longer he sat there without moving. His ears pinned back against his head as his vision was locked upon the entrance of Polaris. The glowing air was curious, but still he did not move to go investigate. No. he had better things to do. Like learn what his limits were currently. When the tingling sensation danced to life around his hip and slowly spread it's way out from the stone Damian tensed. This was an entirely new feeling as the tingling seemed to trail all over his body.

Amber eyes widened as a form began to materialize before him. He stood before himself, little webbed wings twitching and tail swaying about. His mirror image began moving and Damian was left frozen in his spot as he watched himself move towards the entrance leading towards Polaris. His tail began to sway as he continued to watch himself. It made it to the entrance and stretched it's paws up as if to grasp at the glowing air before it slowly faded from view. He grinned, almost excitedly, as his tail began to thump against the ground. Now that was definitely an interesting ability.

"Speech"

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Damian paced a moment, contemplating on what he had just done. His eyes never left the entrance that his 'clone' had reached before disappearing. Surely he could do it again. Popping his jowls thoughtfully, Damian moved back to his previous position and stared at the spot again. Focusing as hard as he could to summon the copy of himself. His ears perked up instantly when rocks suddenly went flying a few feet away from him. No! That had not been the spell he had wanted to use!

His nose wrinkled up, baring his fangs in sudden annoyance. His last attempt had done so well, so what had caused this failure to come about and making him use the wrong spell? He snarled and spun around, stomping his paws against the tunnel's floor as he paced away from Polaris' entrance and back towards Orion. That was unacceptable and Damian would not settle until he was able to do it again. Perfectly. With a sneer Damian flicked his tail to the side and turned back around. He would try again..

"Speech"

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Shaking his head Damian set to focus once again. Staring at the entrance to Polaris. Almost instantly he felt the sensation in his hip before his mirror image flickered into view. It shimmered and waved for a moment and Damian watched as it took two steps away before it slowly faded from side. Another snarl ripped from Damian's chest as he slammed a paw onto the ground. The sound echoing through the narrow tunnel. It was absurd! The defiance his magic was displaying to him annoyed Damian entirely. At the sound of his stomach rumbling, however, Damian settled down and pricked his ears forward. Maybe he just needed food. With that in mind Damian sneered violently before turning about and decided on trying to find something to sate his hunger.

"Speech"

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