i-darkstar-x asked:

Tallia trot as quietly as she could around the back of the stage. Her crystal blue eyes glanced around for her target, being the one and only Trixie of course. Tallia's coat was a minty green color, and her mane and tail wavy and long, dual-colored dirty yellow and robin blue. Her cutie mark was three crescent shapes all slightly larger than the other, stacked on top of one another, with small runes on the sides of the three crescents.

cheerdalee-deactivated20181203 answered:

Trixie was a busy mare. Or at least she said she was and in part that was true. She was always on the move, making new stories, Learning a new spell or experimenting with old ones. She was always trying to better her show after the brutal beating her reputation took a few years back.

While usually Trixie would already be packing up and moving on to her next stop…she didn’t have one. She’d planned on heading to the next town over next but they’d sent a messenger to her yesterday, saying they’d rather she not perform and rejecting her permit request.

Right now Trixie just sat in the section of her cart that was usually  her bedroom, but when the stage portion of her wagon was extended it simply became the backroom, blocked off by a thick curtain. She simply sat there, glancing through old posters of her old shows in an old album. All old. All in the past.

cheerdalee:

“It’s like I said. Less focus on power, on forcing them to do what you want and more focus on simply doing. Think about lifting each one. Visualize them as you lift. You don’t have to lift them. Just let your magic feel them. Let it acclimate to them and then try to lift.“she advised before setting a pillow on the floor and setting the objects around her. "Take a seat and try again”

Tallia nodded, and sat down on the pillow. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, probing space around her for the objects, visualizing them as Trixie said. She squeezed her knees with her hands, "seeing” the magic envelop each object individually. She then visualized them lifting and spinning around her like Trixie had done. The objects seems to move as commanded, though wobbly and slow. But Tallia didn’t feel any strain whatsoever.

((So it’s like one has to let the actual magic work on its own, not grunts use the brain to control it? ^^