Mithril continued making the gestures of her spells in the back of the group. She was starting to work up the courage to try an actual spell... but what. She decided to start small since it was getting dark. She started the phrases needed to call light into existence. Then as she spoke she removed her right hand from the reins, making the gesture of pulling something from an imaginary bag to her side. As four orbs of light moved into her view she let go of the reins entirely.

"YES!" Noticing her sudden cry had drawn the attention of others in the group she quickly wiped out the lights, hiding her red face in the darkness. Whiskers shifted in front of her "Bright hurt."