Who: Leif & Oz
Where: By the river, outside the Niemi household
When: Late aftenoon
It bothered Leif that a significant part of him had not objected to the time he spent at his childhood home. He objected to some of those there, but that was the case with most places. Still, he envied the other elementals their connection to Water. Which--the rest of him had decided--was utterly ridiculous. There were things he was capable of that they couldn't fathom and doubtlessly wouldn't want to if they could. But there was a certain hesitation in that internal declaration. Just as Leif now increasingly wished he had someone to aid him with his telepathy, he wanted to
be better. Perhaps it was an almost unconscious pride in his heritage. Perhaps it was the demon's lust for yet more power. One was more likely than the other, but the end result was the same. Though he had no intention of actually entering the building, Leif had taken himself to the Niemi household and the river.
With Miakoda on lookout for any approaching family members, he sat on the river bank and stared into the water for a moment. An shadow of accomplishment crossed his face as he succeeded in changing the direction of the ripples directly in front of him.