Morgan Darkrai | Backyard of Darkrai Residence
I smiled and whistled for Nemesis. When she perched on my shoulder, I stroked her scales. "Cause me a little friendly snow for me, my aquatic drake?"
Nemesis purred cat-like as she rubbed her head against my cheek. As good as done, Master. She breathed a gentle breeze, causing the yard to be snowed on.
I cracked my knuckles and used my Water sorcery to gather up the snow and surround the tree, forcing the snow to melt so the water could reach the roots of the tree. "That should do the trick. I'm also a master Water sorceror and healer. My mother was a healer before she married my father. Nobody in the Resistance even bothered asking if I could heal the wounded at night instead of making masks and weapons. Bladesmithing is my job during the daylight."

