Snippet #2256027

Adaria sighed as the girl simply walked away from him, it made him slightly depressed being ignored by the girl as he walked around to explore the house. He found a large armchair and took a seat, sighing and took a second look through his bag. He found a small stick about an inch across and held it in his hand and chanted as it started to form ice around it slowly expanded to a cane. The boy smiled and held it in his lap and rubbed his hand over as to try and smooth down the jagged edges to pass the time.