Despite her blindness, Blythe was familiar with the outdoors, both in part that she could See the life essences of the plants and in that she had become so familiar with the terrain of Asgard over the past year. While she knew several other magick users in this world, she'd never precisely gathered to discuss these powers as a group. Once, last summer, she had practiced her magick with Mitch's assistance, but that was more for training than actual studying.
Donning a gown that was much different than the usual corseted dresses she usually wore, Blythe tied her hair up and found her walking stick, preparing for some heat once she stepped outside. This meeting directly followed her pregnancy announcement, but she hoped that it wouldn't be mentioned. It was irrelevant.
Once outside, her white eyes skimmed Asgard's properties, seeking any aura that was irregular. She found it as she rounded the building - a purple-blue aura with golden specks - those specks, she figured, represented his magickal abilities. Drawing near, she pulled her walking stick to attention, and smiled very slightly.