He glanced about at the voice, as if unconcerned, before bringing his hands together, clapping once, and then gestured toward the animals, magically calming them. Illusions were the Winter Court's forte, just like the Summer, though they had more immediately lethal magic to back it up, while he had gradual stuff for the most part. Controlling still living trees, however, was not one of their known tricks. "Honestly? I am merely talented, with a bit of skill backing it up. Good enough to take you? Maybe, maybe not. Good enough to stall you long enough to get the girl past to the lord? Almost definitely."