Sinkhole Abyss — For Her Eyes Only [p][m]

”Whatever it was you just felt do it again.” His eyes flicked over from the candle, to Enya and then back again. He felt a little embarrassed when he considered what exactly it was he’d been feeling when the candle had lit. It was anger. Irritation. But, Enya’s words were encouraging. He nodded, continuing to focus his gaze on the candle. He was too excited now to bring back the anger he’d felt moments ago. Hell, even his tail was wagging a little. He just needed to calm down a little. Damnit. Another candle flicked with light and he gasped with excitement, taking a step forward. As he felt the energy move through him quickly, more and more candles began to light. ”Look! Another one!” he said, perhaps a little too loud. His head turned between Enya and the candles as though somehow she was going to miss this miraculous moment if he didn’t make her look quick enough. She’d told him to do it and he had. Though, he wondered… was it really him doing it? Or was it Tsillah’s power they were witnessing? His wagging tail grew still as he considered. He took a deep breath, looking back over toward the altar. He lifted his head a little higher, straightening his posture and then took a few steps forward. Another deep breath and an exhale. He closed his eyes and began to focus, imagining the candles in his mind. And then focusing only on the flame that burned the wick. He imagined he could feel the warmth of the flame and soon he wasn’t sure if it was imagination or reality, as the air grew warm around him. He took a long breath out and opened his eyes. He had to try. He had to be certain. He pulled at the Will inside him. As he released the energy the candle flames exploded into columns of fire, sparks flying out from them for a moment. The flames spewed in different direction, little wisps of flame breaking off and flying around. The wisps began to take shape, taking the form of large birds flying around the pair of wolves in a spiral before flying on up into the air and dissipating. All of this had happened suddenly and just as quickly as it happened the candle flames had returned to normal and Caedwyn was left standing in front of the altar. ”It appears, Tsillah has blessed me with fire.” Caedwyn said finally, turning his gaze back to Enya with a sly smile. Fire. He had spent what felt like forever in his life with no magic at all, and now Tsillah had granted him yet another ability. He’d found his first ability fighting Enya, and now this. That had to be the key. Tsillah’s eyes were upon them. The both of them. ”She has blessed us,” Caedwyn said, taking a step back toward Enya. ”Now we must honor her.” --- Speech.