detailed prompt // what was a time you witnessed another cat using this magic, and how did it affect you?
I had been running for what felt like years now. Would i ever get to stop? It was beginning to darken, the sun setting on the horizon. I knew i was close to my destination, I foolishly believed that i would be able to make it before dark. The fox wasn’t a part of my plan. It was fine till it wasn’t. I kept going straight forward on my path even as the sun disappeared from the sky. I was careful to not step on any sticks or leaves, not wanting to make any unnecessary noise. For the past few weeks, I always took shelter high up in a tree once the sun began to set. But I was so close, I couldn’t stop now. Ahead of me on the path was a small bird. It seemed as if he was lost, clear confusion evident on his face. Out of my left eye, an orange streak flashed by. A fox! I couldn’t let him get to the bird and hurt it. In a moment of panic, I ran at the fox, hoping to keep his attention on me. With a quick slash to his face, his attention was all mine. I sprinted off trying to make sure he never got too close. Anytime i slowed down he picked up in speed, keeping me from stopping. In the dark, i tripped over a stick falling to the ground. Just as he began to catch up to me a shout rang out. I watched with fear and admiration as the fox rose in the air, held up by purple tendrils of magic. I had found the elder I was looking for.
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