Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20190525013000/@comment-38232361-20190603165553

"Oh-okay..." Mirabelle shifted in her seat to look at the bucket. ''Imagine it being ice. Imagine a nice big bucket of ice...'' she extends her hands slowly towards the bucket and concetrates on the image in her head. She starts to feel something building up inside of her, moving up her spine, to her shoulders, to her arms, her paws, then...

She opens her eyes to see a small piece of frost floating in the middle of the bucket and starts pointing at it excitedly to Monica. "I did it! I did something!"