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Dorion sat at the lake snapping his fingers. Everytime he snapped a fire that was forming near his feet grew bigger. His shirt was off and his chest glistening from an earlier swim and despite the coolness of the air the fire wasnt to warm himself it was to mold metal. And even though one of his powers was controling metals it was easier to mold when warm because that power of his wasnt as advanced as his pyrokenisis. When the fire grew large enough he threw a large chunk of metal in it. when the metal was glowing red he stretched another piece of metal to be large enough that it would drown out the fire. After he was sure the fire was out he used he control of metal to mold the hot metal into a beautiful rose. He always molded roses when he was a little sad because it was his sisters favorite and he would make different flowers for her all the time. But the rose was her favorite. He walked over to the lake and let the metal fall in to cool off. When he knew it was going to be cool to the touch he took it out and examined it. "Wow this is one of my best yet..." he said quietly to himself and sat back down turning it around in his hands