<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Cadance-avi.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Cadance Lumarian</em><br/><strong>Who:</strong><em>Theo, Devin, Eve</em><br/><strong>Where:</strong><em>Outside with the others</em><br/><strong>When:</strong><em>Friday the 13th, June</em><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Outfit</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Dress (http://indulgy.net/Q7/9E/2/30680841180946158xDR2tWrfc.jpg) | Shoes (http://static.heels.com/images/shoes/outside_view/medium/ZCC006_OUT.jpg) | Bag (http://www.accentclothing.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/378x490/b58515f018eb873dafa430b6f9ae0c1e/b/e/belstaff_bag_leather_newyork_postman_756312_tan_ms11.jpg) </div></div></div><hr/><br/>Cadance's thoughts felt jumbled at Eve's clarification. She was asking about her... power? Cadance was so used to keeping that secret it hardly even occurred to her. Though she did at least know that all witches had special abilities. She just hadn't thought about it until now. But that sudden realization hit her. They<em>all</em>had some sort of ability. She didn't know what to make of it. The question in itself had shocked her. Though she did answer, somewhat belatedly and stumbly. "I...I can move earth and plants with thought." She shrugged somewhat, she had never told anybody her ability besides her grandmother before. Ms Goode just seemed to kinda know, or maybe her grandmother had told Ms Goode. She hadn't asked.<br/><br/><br/>She tilted her head slightly as Devin edged away from the group. Why didn't he join in too? Was he as outcasted as herself. Or was there another reason? Her caring heart felt concern for him. But he looked like he wanted to be left alone. So she didn't go up and say or do anything. She did look at him though, making eye contact, then at Theo, then Eve. They all seemed nice enough so far. Which was a breath of relief from some of her worries. Though not all. "My grandmother said all witches have abilities which develop and grow over time. I don't know how, or even if that's true. She doesn't usually have a lot of information." She shrugged again. In a way she was trying to ask if that was true. But she was never good at asking questions.<br/><br/>She didn't know what to do next. She looked at the others, who were all standing and sitting around. She didn't have more to add right then. She felt she talked enough already. Especially given that she usually kept herself so boxed up. This was all just so new to her. Before her were people and information she never thought she would have access to. It was exciting. But at the same time, nerve wrecking. She somehow wanted nothing more than to run home to Georgia and hide in her room. Where it was a familiar and safe. This was all so new and strange. It scared her.