Mal of course has quite a bit of her mother’s magic, She experiments with it only because she’s never been able to use it before moving off the Isle and into Auradon. She says a few words and moves her finger and smiles as her magic begins its work. Shes always loved having magic in her veins. Flames spark along her clothes and fingers when she’s angry. Her eyes glow green when she’s delighted and when she’s angry. Her fairy blood sparkles under her skin and she’s not used to it. But she thinks she could get used to it. especially when it means she feels so powerful. If she’s powerful, she’s safe. And safe is good, especially for an Isle kid. She smiled as the flames died down and she felt someones presence. She turned and saw someone standing in the doorway, staring at her