That night, Apple and Raven were outside by the Enchanted Forest, some small purple lights made of Raven's magic floating around them to illuminate the dark of the night.
"What are you two up to?" asked Cerise as she and Cedar walked up to Raven while Apple stood a few feet away. Cerise was not wearing her hood as she had come out about who her father was earlier that day, and to her surprise everyone had accepted her.
"We're just practicing," said Raven as she tossed an apple into the air. Apple wasted no time in using her magic to blast the fruit, splattering it across the ground.
"You're control is getting better," said Raven.
"Since when does Apple have magic?!" asked a stunned Cedar as she and Cerise both looked at her with dropped jaws.
"That's a long story," said Raven with a smile as she tossed another apple into the air. This time Apple used her magic to turn the fruit into a bird that flew away.
"Did you mean to do that?" asked Raven who was now the stunned one.
"No, I was trying to turn it to stone, but it was cool," said Apple.
"True, but we may need to practice control a little more," said Raven as they watched the bird fly away.
The End.