*Aileen is sitting in a clearing with a lead in front of her. She looks like her actual age (16 or 17–idek), and seems to be trying to perform some kind of magic.*

Aileen: *hovers her hands over the leaf, and a ball of gold light begins to grow, before getting out of control and hitting her, knocking her over* *rubs her head* Ow...

*The leaf is still there, still. Nothing has changed.*

Aileen: *groans and flops back down*