The petals of the lotus flickered away, turning into a wolf and a witch. They held a baby between them, looking happy. "That was me, before things started to go wrong. My father was hunted down when I was 3. My mother died soon afterwards. I still don't know how. I discovered my powers at 7, but I couldn't control them. I actually killed a few people, they told me. But I never remembered how." His fire acted out what he spoke. It focused mainly on him when he had burned a house down. "They thought it was an arsonist, but I was just scared and alone."