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Helios looked down at his daughter Sable proudly. Sure, she wasn't too overly thrilled at the prospect of becoming an Ice Mage, but he knew she'd be great at it.
Sable, on the other paw, wasn't so sure. She didn't really feel as though she met the requirements for having Ice Magic. She was much more bombastic and spontaneous than the other Ice Mages in the pride, and she just didn't feel like she'd fit in. It doesn't help that she feels much closer to her dad than her mother, who would be teaching her.
"Dad?" Sable asked, looking up at him.
"What's up, snowflake?" He said, noting how she flinched at the nickname.
"Did... Did you ever want to have a different type of magic?" She asked, tears prickling her eyes.
"Oh, kid, c'mere," He said comfortingly, wrapping his tail around her, "I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it. I mean, Fire Magic is pretty destructive. It's partly why I left my old pride, actually. I nearly burned everything to the ground and I was exiled. I didn't want to have magic at all, if that's where it got me. But then I met someone, who helped me grow into my skin. And I accepted that this is who I am. And I'm sure that'll happen to you too, kiddo. You just need patience."
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