Len slowly draws his hand back, dropping his eyes to his fingertips and the palm, focusing on it to gather in a cold air so it swirls in blue and white in his palm like a snow globe without the glass to contain it. His fingers move slightly, stirring the cold energy around so it swirls and dances in a contained orb in his hand.
"Maybe. But unlike him it's not power I want." He closes his fingers around the orb and it disburses into the air like frost, glittering in the firelight briefly before the heat consumes it.
"You've met others like me?" He peers at the half-dragon curiously, he's never met another of his kind.
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Date: 2016-08-16 12:11 am (UTC)"Maybe. But unlike him it's not power I want." He closes his fingers around the orb and it disburses into the air like frost, glittering in the firelight briefly before the heat consumes it.
"You've met others like me?" He peers at the half-dragon curiously, he's never met another of his kind.