This woman was strangely calm given the situation, but Gretel had more important things to worry about. Namely, stopping this wind from tearing the store apart. Maybe the odd, white-haired woman could help her.
Earthy, grounded thoughts? She could do that. Gretel imagined a peaceful meadow with no wind. At the same time, she slowed her breathing.
That seemed to do the trick. Slowly, the wind began to slow to a gentle breeze. She continued thinking of the meadow, even imagining some cute wildlife. The breeze lingered for a bit but soon dissipated, leaving only a terrible mess in its wake.
Once the commotion stopped, Gretel opened her eyes. The utter disarray of the store was jarring and there was no one to blame for the damage but herself. She let out a disheartened sigh. How much would this cost her?
Oh, and apparently she had wind powers.
Before long, the wild winds whipping throughout the store began to die down, until it was nothing more than a small, refreshing breeze. And shortly after that, even the breeze was gone, leaving the store in silence.
“Well, there you go!” Mist said. “That wasn’t so difficult, right?” She gave the girl an encouraging pat on the back. “If you have a nice, calm aura, than the spirits around you will respond in the same way. But if you have a wild aura, you’ll attract spirits with the same mischievousness. Speaking of causing mischief...”
Mist looked around the store. Everything was all out of sorts- the most damage being closest to them, of course. “My, my, looks like you’ve caused a mess. Not that you need to worry about it so much- After all, if you get worried, you’ll probably just bring back a ranging tornado with you!”
