<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla eyes lit up, breaking into a grin of her own before smiling widely. She reached up and picked up the ball of light, looking at it almost sadly, before smiling and dropping it from her hand. Both people, versed enough in magic to read another’s spell when they made no effort to hide their magics, could feel the Illusion change shape, growing in size slightly as it threw out it’s four legs, landing on its feet as cats should, shaking its head as she tied off the magics, its programing governing it’s actions now.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “I thought i’d miss it too much. I hope you don’t mind.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she said, looking up at Lucian. He had, after all, ordered her to turn it off.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi laughed when he saw what it had become, planting his face in his hands. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">“Of course. You don’t have to feed it, clean up after it…. All those years of being told you couldn’t have a cat, so you just made one of your own…”</span>