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[Isilya]

Isilya is about to call out a greeting to the stallion approaching, but she feels the effect of someone else’s magic on hers and turns to see one of the flower birds catch fire and fall to the ground. “Oh!” The cries and regret of the girl who had done so quickly cuts to Isilya’s heart that she moves over towards the girl, murmuring soft assurances. She can feel a tug towards the filly like a physical thing, but does not think anything of it. Instead she smiles - her gaze warm and soft. “Have you ever heard of a phoenix before? They rise out of their own ashes.” With a nod towards the burnt remains of the bird, Isilya uses her magic to reverse the damage. And now, the birds all shimmer with a dusting of gold as well - purely aesthetic but it has the impression of making the little creatures seem more resilient. And they are - infused with a touch more of Isilya’s magic they can now withstand fire and heat. It’s not the first time she’s had to do this little trick, and she wonders whether this girl and Brinly are related at all. “There you go, you won’t burn them now. I promise.” The same shimmering bird that had once been nothing but ash now swoops over to the filly and goes to land gently on her head to emphasize this point. “See? No hard feelings at all! I’m Isilya, what’s your name?”

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