Grit
It was a warm day over the woods. The sun shone down bright and clear. The smell of dry earth wafted up with the smell of leaves and rivers. Aura flew over the forest lazily. Warm currents supported her in the air as she glided about. She wasn't hunting, now, just gliding along, debating whether she should go by Freeze's lake later or not.
She glanced below. In the clearing the earth was shaking, and rising. She caught the tang of the mystery magic and groaned. The earth rose up and shot into spikes, rising towards her. She circled higher and clamped her teeth onto her key. It became her blades and she thought.
She tapped her nose to a pink card. In a flash of magic, its pink frame was replaced by her blue and gold. Her staff shimmered into grains of brown and tan. Sand glared her gaze on the rising spikes. They stopped in air, falling in a shower of sand back to the ground. Rocks ground themselves together. Dirt mixed with grains, forming the sandy showers now littering the forest floor. The pillar sunk back into the ground and sand smiled, satisfied.
Aura tucked away her staff, sinking sleepily to the ground before she crashed. She sided on the ice of the lake. And flopped to her side in the sand on the bank. She would stay by Freezes Lake. And have a nap in the warm sands lining the shore.
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Yeah, since I plan to try and wrap this up before new years, These last bits will be pretty short till the last fights...
Why do I choose the end of the year to make these goals? -x-