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?Now Listen. Feel. Find the Flows and reach out to them. They are there, for you to use.?

The Flowing Colours concentrated and glowed in the work room, at Coles will and demand. It was as if the whole room slowly filled with the rainbow. The two feline familiars in the window where Jodie hand sat raised their heads, curious.

?You have already been chosen by the ele-ments, your colours?, said Cole. ?Now draw on them. Reach out with your thoughts, call on them.?

Aiden didn?t really understand what he was supposed to do, but he tried anyway. He imagined that the flowing beams of colour were ropes, and his mind had hands. He reached out for the thick blue rope with his minds hands.

?Careful, siha?, Cole said, encouragingly. 

Aiden tried, but it was like trying to grasp and hold on to water and wind at the same time, and it burned with cold. He shirked back, looking shocked.

?Don?t worry?, Cole said calmly. ?Take a breath. Try again.?

He turned his attention to his foster daughter. She wasn?t faring much better, but she was infinitely more stubborn. Rather than Aiden?s rope-and-hands mental image, she was imagining herself as a magnet and tried to attract both her blue and red colour flows at the same time. She did affect both Flows, but not a lot.

?Concentrate on the red, Jodie?, Cole said softly, keeping in mind that Aiden was reach-ing for the blue. 

Jodie frowned and concentrated on the red Flow. It bent, slightly but visibly, as if she was pulling on a rubber band.

?Good?, Cole smiled. ?Try to keep it just like that, don?t pull any further.?

Aiden, not wanting to be up-staged by his sister, reached for the blue Flow again.  He tugged at it. It was heavy, too large for his minds hands and it was cold and wet and slippery, like a rope of melting ice. And it re-fused to budge. Frustrated, he tugged hard-er.

?Calm down, Aiden?, Cole warned. ?Try to part the Flow instead. You can only use the darkest part anyway.?

But Aiden wasn?t listening. He tugged at the Flow as hard as he could. It didn?t budge, it exploded. The workroom was cov-ered in a sheet of ice, icicles grew from the ceiling and from the perch where Cole?s star-ling familiar sat. She ruffled her feathers in-dignantly. Cole hastily let the Flowing Colors dissipate and fade. Aiden looked around, stunned and a little dismayed at what he had done. Jodie had slipped as she lost control of the red Flow and sat on the ice, surprised and a little cross at her twin. Cole was about to as them both if they were alright, but at that moment, Jodie started to giggle. It bubbled up in her, she was unable to stop it. She Heard and Felt Aiden?s shock and surprise and increduelty and she giggled as if some-one was tickling her, and Aiden joined in. He couched down in the icy floor, hid his face against his knees and laughed harder than he probably had since he came here with his sister 6 years ago. Jodie suddenly pushed him so he slipped and ended up on his side on the ice. The two feline familiars, Jodie?s white lynx cub and Aiden?s amber tiger cub, jumped down and joined in the game, and the four of them became a slipping, jostling heap of laughter. Cole smiled shook his head and decided that they were done with les-sons for today.