"Mixing magic is pretty dangerous and most people don't like finding out I'm duplicating their abilities. Thankfully grandpa conveyed you apparently need to be an Occulator to do what I do, and that is genetic. Even then, if my tactics and research got out, it could easily spark any number of bad things" for all I knew, they had. "Anyway, I didn't bring you up here for a pity party." I said, shaking my head to clear my thoughts, then stretching. "Grandpa told me stories about all this and I slowly discovered what he was and approached him about it right here, not on the roof, but in this house. My study of magic sparked here, childish at first, since it only seemed to exist here, until I went on a family trip" I yawned at the end and my tail wrapped around me. Finally, the thing was too tired to be crazy!