Nyra began to push with her wings, listening to the music, focusing on the rhythm. She continued to flap, hovering in the air for a few seconds, then falling back down. Nyra grunted then began to run, spreading her wings in determination to taste the sky. She gained speed and took to the air, keeping steady wing beats to the song. Nyra stopped flapping, letting the wind pass through her wings, soaring.

Lavender cheered as Nyra got off the ground and flew. While in the excitement she hugged Basco before it dawned on her what she was doing and she quickly let go. Turning red she walked away and sat by herself unsure of what to do after doing that.

Watching Nyra trying to fly and Basco putting more emotion into it, he watched how Nyra did a running start and finally took to the sky and watched her soar while finishing up the music to keep the momentum going. After Nyra started flying, Basco was surprised with the hug she gave him, his eyes widen from the unexpected gesture but he definitely welcomed it. When she let him go and walked away looking embarrassed, he turned towards her direction with the flute still pressed on his lips and catching the shadow of Nyra flying above him. He stopped his music playing and called out "Hm? what's wrong with her?"

Nyra circled down jerkily and flapped her wings to slow down, landing clumsily. She shook herself and wagged her tail in excitement. She couldn't believe she just flew! Everything seemed brighter with her new eyes and she could see farther. Nyra felt like she was on top of the world.

Lavender sat the grass and started freezing random bits here and there. Why am I embarrassed over an excited hug? Is it because he is attractive and I feel like I let it slip out a bit? He doesn't like the idea of pants though which I find more comfortable than skirts or dresses. Well if he likes me back he will just have to deal with my clothing style. I will not just flat out change for a guy. After her silent fight in her mind she go up and walked over to Nyra and patted her on the shoulders. Still not able to look at Basco without blushing.

"I knew you could do it Nyra," Lavender said with a smile. "Amazing flute playing Basco," she said looking at the ground.

When Basco was still staring at Lavender, he looked out the corner of his eye witnessing Nyra trying to land. It was a little shaky but she can work on that. The most important thing was the fact that she managed to fly. "Good job Nyra! I just had a hunch and it worked! Honestly, I'm starting to like this flute power thing." He looked over when Lavender came over and congratulated Nyra but when speaking to Basco, she couldn't look at him when praising his music skills. Smiling, he stepped closer to Lavender, and patted her shoulder "Actually, I should be thanking you, if you never made the flute for me, I would've never figured out what I could do. :D oh and by the way, why did you walk away after hugging me? I didn't mind...and...will this flute melt since it's made from ice?" he asked.

Lavender jumped when Basco put his hand on her shoulder. Looking at him she decided to go with the truth, "I haven't ever really hugged someone I have ever been attracted to. So I got embarrassed," after stating that she playfully punched his shoulder, "Sorry for having girly feeling for being a tomboy." She looked at the flute a little shocked it hadn't melted yet. "If it melts I can make you a new one but I think it will stick around for awhile."

Alex who had been following the group and setting things on fire was staring at his hand, which he had somehow set on fire. Hearing the cheers he looked up in amazement as Nyra flew overhead. He ran over to Basco and Lavender looking excited "Guys…she's flying like…well like a dragon." He turned at the sound of Nyra landing on the ground and waved with his still flaming hand. "Thats so cool" he said animatedly

James found a tree and propped himself against it, then sat. He just wasn't excited by this new world, especially since his social skills were very apparent now.

Terra walks at the front of the group, a constant enthusiasm gracing the features of her small face. She was delighted to see some of the party had begun to open up to each other, and experiment with what they could do. There was such a wide variety of talents among the group, and each seemed suited to its owner in a unique way. They would make a wonderful team if they chose to stick together.

She was careful not to interrupt the delicate social exchange between the new acquaintances, but quickly noticed James removing himself from the group. Quietly, she says to him, “Would you perhaps be interested in learning more about elemental magic? As an imp, fire magic is my specialty.”

With these words, they all round a large bend along the brick path, which brings them to a smooth river stone bridge over a babbling brook. The grass immediately nearest to the water’s edge is filled with hundreds of tiny and colorful flowers in several varieties, and a dozen or so turtles sit in the sandier spots. Terra leads them across, and before them lays a large wooden building. A fuzzy green moss grows out of any nooks the dark planks have formed over the years, but the building still remains strong. She speaks up so that everyone may hear her. “Here is the storage room! Let us all go inside, and you may welcome yourselves to any outfit you so choose. They are spares, so no one should miss them.”

Just outside the door is a boy who looks typically human, save for his tinted crimson complexion and shocking red hair. And, perhaps most noticeably, a single horn protruding from his forehead. He looks beyond pleased to see some new faces, pushing himself off of the door into a standing position. Looking down, he grins pleasantly at the imp. “Oh! Terra, is that you? It’s been a while!” He looks from her to the rest of the group, and upon realizing he recognizes absolutely none of them, asks, “What wonderful wanderers have you brought my way today?”

It seems it is not uncommon for Terra to come to this place, with strangers in tow. She simply responds, “Guests of the Great Mage, Gale. We’re here to raid your stores.”

Gale chuckles at her cavalier use of language, and steps out of the way. “Help yourself, my lady. Any friends of yours are friends of mine.” He raises his hands, and with a brief flash of light, a magical seal on the door is released with a whisper from an unknown source, and they are given entry.

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Basco looked on with full attention to what Lavender said. Upon hearing that she possibly liked him, a smirk came across his face like he was the maaaan. but was caught with a sudden playful punch to the arm as the tomboy of her came back out. "Nothing to be embarrassed about, hey if you wanted to get closer to me....all you had to do was ask. aaaaand I like the girly side..." Looking at his flute, he nodded to her, informing that she will be the one he goes to for another flute.

Looking over to Alex, Basco, smirked "Yep....I feel like a proud father seeing her managing to fly...it was touch but with the right motivation.....she did it!"

Continuing on, Basco walked with the rest of the group over the smooth stone bridge where the sight of beautifully colored flowers could be seen. He noticed this large wooden building which happened to be where they'd get their clothes. Basco didn't fell the need to have clothes but went inside to check it out anyway as he passed this crimson skinned man with a single protruding horn.

Lavender smiled at Basco's 'I like the girly side'. Her girly side comes out often but clothing was now the first thing on her mind. She noticed Gale and thought he looked interesting. Upon walking in Lavender saw many types of clothes and was a little over whelmed at first. She finally choose a simple tan colored shirt, a little longer than she would normally go for, and a pair of brown pants. She also grabbed a pair of boots since they would probably be traveling. "Hey Basco, you could just go for a belt with a pouch to carry your flute," she thought on a whim.

Nyra looked around the warehouse, looking to see if she could find anything. She knew she didn't have to wear clothes, but something to distinguish herself would be nice. A necklace, a ring, a bracelet, anything would be okay.

"Be careful with jewels Nyra, you may go hoarding on us," Lavender teased. She started looking for a belt/satchel thing for Basco and an accessory for Nyra.

Nyra flinched from the comment, lowering her ears. She didn't want to start that. But she didn't feel any connection between her and the jewels, so she just shrugged that thought off. Giving up, Nyra sat down, waiting for the others.

Lavender found a bracelet that was woven with a stone in the middle and proudly presented it to Nyra with a smile.

Nyra bent her neck, looking at the bracelet closer. She smiled and slipped it on her right wrist. Nyra let out a purr. "Thank you."

"You look stylish," Lavender complimented Nyra.

Nyra nodded, putting her clawed hand back down. "You look pretty, too."

"Thanks," Lavender replied. She went back outside to observe where they were at and happily enjoyed the scenery.