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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Life was taking a turn for the better for Alice. After making the conscious effort to think and act positively, it had really affected her positively too. She didn't feel so depressed or distressed anymore; sure she still had moments of anxiety, particularly with strangers, but they were becoming less and less. Her smiles were more genuine; there was a joyful bounce in her step. She liked greeting her friends and keeping busy around the clan - one of the more major changes. If anything, life was brilliant. And now that she could handle her own problems, the lioness began noticing everyone else's.
That particular day she had been venturing down the mountain. No goal in mind, simply wandering the forest, listening to the sweet sounds of wind chimes and birdsong. Alice hadn't intended on intruding on another's peace, yet couldn't help but approach when her rounded ears picked up the sniffles and whimpers. Concerned for her clanmate, the lioness crept towards the source of the sobbing. It was an npc - she had crawled down into the tangled roots of an old oak to curl up, crying. Alice immediately felt pity for the young domestic, and padded forward to comfort her. "What's wrong?" the advisor asked softly; and for a split second, hazel eyes met soft blue ones, and Alice found herself thrown into the girl's memories as if she were part of them herself.
The lioness could do nothing but stare; she stood in a completely different area. The undergrowth around her paws had vanished, replaced by long heathers and grasses. The dense, sunlit canopy overhead was also gone; in its place, thick, thunderous clouds were swirling in the sky. The world was dark; though Alice's senses were limited in this strange land, she still felt the stinging cold and heard the wind howl. Surprisingly, she had no difficult keeping her balance against the gales; in fact, the icy rain fell right through her, as if she were a ghost - not truly present at all.
The same domestic was crouched a few feet away, low to the ground - her fragile striped body being tossed across the moor like a ragdoll. A bolt of lightning webbed across the sky, and the clouds pushed against gravity, forming a swirling vortex that immediately began ripping up trees and wooden buildings. Alice realised where she was, all of a sudden - Windclan's former territory, in the midst of a storm that had already occurred. The tornado was ripping up everything in its path; which, with a sudden change of wind, was headed their way.
"Hey!" Alice called to the terrified girl, worry and doubt entering her own mind. "We've got to move out of the way!" Yet the feline showed no signs of following her instructions - she completely ignored her with a cry of her own. "Mama! Help!"
Only moments later a large version of the npc appeared; the grey stripes were almost identical and its clear from the distress in her expression that the girl's mother is on the scene. "Go! Get out of here!" The kit stared at her mother for a moment, horror and protest obvious in her expression. "But Ma-" "I said go!" Alice watched the exchange, a sickening feeling entering her stomach. As soon as the kitten made haste to run off, the mother turned tail, heading back for camp. A force pulled Alice after the child; her vision was blurring and senses dulling; the end of the memory was drawing near.
The lioness halted suddenly as she discovered the frightened npc once more - who had stopped, facing the tornado. Her eyes were welling up; her cheeks soaked with tears. The heartbreak in her expression caused Alice's own features to turn sour; her own heart to shatter. As she too faced the ruthless vortex, she was convinced she spotted a flash of tabby fur being flung away with the rest of the debris. Such a young girl... younger than herself, barely a month old at most - having seen such horror. Unnecessary; heartbreaking. If Alice thought Padmè's leaving was upsetting, she could hardly imagine losing a parent. This npc did not deserve this.
The world immediately froze and blanked out around Alice; with a startled blink she was brought back to the present. A familiar face stared at her; the horror present once again. Yet there was an uncertainty in her blue eyes - as if she was puzzled. "Get out of my head," the child demanded; her voice was broken and hoarse, but stern and sharp. The little tabby backed up, her fur raised and claws unsheathed. She was terrified, and horribly confused. Alice felt miserable, and guilty. She too was baffled as to what she had just seen, and why. "Get away from me!" The npc darted for the exit, but Alice outstretched a paw, desperate for a chance to apologise. "Don't go!" The domestic froze on the spot, paralysed. "Stop! Please, let me go!" The terror in her voice caused Alice to drop her paw in shock. The younger kitten turned to face her and she was downright petrified, trembling in fear - of Alice. "Who do you think you are?!" the tabby cried out, young voice cracking - and she sprinted into the forest, out of sight.
Alice was shaking herself. What had she done? That wasn't telekinesis. Oh hell, this was way more troublesome than that. She had just - invaded someone's privacy - if that wasn't bad enough, she had proceeded to erase an important memory, however heartbreaking, and then take hold of her mind - force her to wait, simply because she had wanted to apologise for the trouble. Naturally, she had only caused more. The little lioness felt weak, and sat down promptly, completely shocked. What have I done?
//to summarise: alice found an npc crying, she tried to comfort her but instead entered her memories. she accidentally erased the memory of said npc's mother's death which was the cause of her crying. the npc tried to run away but alice wanted to apologise, again accidentally entering her mind unconsciously and forcing her to stop running. she let the npc go, shocked at herself, and is now sitting in the forest, quite distressed.
essentially she discovered that she has mind control powers c;