Post by persecutor on Oct 20, 2017 13:44:34 GMT -5
Pixies sighed inwardly, her fuchsia eyes staying on the ground as the heat of summer pounded her. She began to wonder why she didn't go for the cool forests or the beach she was born in. One little rock fell, and Pixies snapped her head to it, causing it to hover barely above the ground. It shook violently, but it moved as she walked on. Pixies came across another small rock, and she decided to try to pick it up. As the other rock began to float, the previous one went higher than before. It floated to just below her shoulder height, and she decided to sit down. "Interesting, this power will be useful." Her eyes flicked from each rock, before she looked around, searching for other objects to pick up.
