[CC] Magic: Chusi Tier IV Dark

Magic was harder than Isa had realised, its tail waving as it tried to help Chusi with her magic, or more accurately her last 'level' of magic; she could manipilate the shadows around her with ease, see perfectly well in the dark, and could communicate with ghosts; she could even shift her mass growing bigger or smaller; she was however having trouble changing her shape .... such as to 'develop' legs. Isa could feel the magic running through her, it just.... seemed to hit a wall. Humming thoughfully, Isa bounced towards the small stream, the grass rustling in the night breeze Halting, it twitched its ears, the dark magic pressing against it as familiar as Chusi, oh the stilla had been sensing the magic for a while, ever since it had grown in strength, but this, this Isa could touch. The moon shimmered, casting the stilla's shadow forward, touching that of the dragoness who's scythe like wings were pressed close, her head bowed....an idea forming. Following its instincts, Isa reached for the dark magic, its blob like shape shifting as the dark magic wove itself around it, concentrating on the 'legs', 4 chubby like appendages forming from the black and white pelt, it grinned, wobbly on limbs it was not used to having. "Like this-nya." It coaxed the dragon.

Chusi had been watching, she always did with her rider, and the dark magic connected them, following its example. it let the magic loose, far less controlled than her other uses, connected with her rider long spindly limbs spread from her body, as dark as the rest of her, she was as wobbly as Isa, but... they'd done it, hesitant steps allowed her to walk easily over the stream, her rider letting go of the magic as it bounced around in happiness at her success. "Si-nya, you did it-nya"... it stopped bouncing as Chusi walked over it.... "Legs are hard-nya." Chusi chuckled, nuzzling her rider, the dark magic surging between them as the bond deepened.