Alya listened to Rilana's story about her birthday, it sounded really romantic and she felt a smile form on her face as she listened to her friend's lovely sounding encounter. However the tone changed as the Moon Fey told her about the Death of Magic and Svarak's troubling position in all of this. Alya realized that.. The Charr would be older than 300 years, which surprised her. She didn't think Charr's could get that old. The story was a tragic one, and the half-elf could feel a sadness well up within her, a sadness for Svarak's position in all of this.

[i][color=6ecff6]God of..Magic?[/color][/i] She couldn't fathom what kind of power the man would have if he was aiming for such a goal. [i][color=6ecff6]I need to speak with Svarak soon.[/color][/i] She thought to herself. Speaking to the Cat will most likely help her with her Purpose. Perhaps even intertwine their.. fate? Fate isn't something she had thought of before, but after everything that had happened.. She thought that some pieces were just.. fitting together. Maybe.

She could feel the exhaustion in her friend's voice. She too, felt very exhausted after everything that had happened thus far. When Rilana asked Alya to play a song for her, she nodded slowly in compliance. She turned her body so that she was facing the Moon Fey, sitting a little further away to give each other some space. Echo, knowing his mother's intentions, had already retrieved her flute, rolling it toward her hand with his nose. The elf gave her pup a gentle pat and a smile as she took the flute.

She put the flute to her lips and began to blow a soft tune. Her magic flowed into the song as she willed for those who could hear it to feel calmer for as long as the influence would last. [i][color=6ecff6]Lift the weight of reality off of our shoulders so that we may find peace of mind.[/color][/i] She allowed herself to feel the influence of her magic, her mind, body and soul feeling calmer. The pressure of her greater purpose lifting away. However, some of the pressure remained, but it was bearable now. Her song was quite similar to her mother's lullaby, slow and soft with tone changes that were mellow, few and far between, however it created a melody that melded well with the intention of the magic. To soothe and calm the mind and the spirit.