((Weeeeee! I'm back! I no longer have to work Wednesdays! That means more sleep and more roleplaying for me! Cal and Luna won't have to disappear completely....at least not on Wednesdays. Just don't expect a whole lot of posts.))<br/><br/>Luna finally woke with a groan while Fexiryn was licking her clean.<br/>"Hmmmm, morning." She said, wrapping her tiny arms around Fexiryn's nose. "What's this?" She fingered the tiny amulet around her neck. She didn't remember what had happened the previous night. The original Luna had taken all of the bad memories with her when her spirit departed. "Uh, do you think you could let me out? I'm getting a bit stiff."<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Cal didn't move when Fexiryn entered his dimension and spoke. He was listening though and spent another several hours pondering what Fexiryn had said. Eventually, he stood and removed his cloak and picking up his spellbook, set the cloak on fire, dropping it to the floor and letting it burn. As it did, the darkened room began to brighten until it was almost blinding. Utilising his vanishing act once again, he appeared in front of Fexiryn, not in a black mist like he used to but a flash of light. His clothes were different too, instead of black, they were now white and light grey, his eyes a sparkling blue.<br/>"If you're busy, I can come back later." He said, seeing the tiny Zenith covered in filth.