Emerald decides he wants to practice magic.

"Okay lil' perv, so for magic missile you'll want to project a ball of magical energy out of your hooftip and focus it onto your target. You need to will it to strike them. You can't really aim it, but it should home in on your enemies by itself and strike them unerringly. Also, it will only work on living creatures, so we'll use me as a target." Joyride says, backing up a few paces.

Emerald is a little hesitant to aim an offensive spell at a friend, but Joyride sees it on his face and says, "Don't worry lil' perv, I'll be fine. Really."

Emerald nods though is still a bit nervous. The colt points a hoof at his teacher and gathers his magical energy, willing it into a ball and projecting it at Joyride. The ball starts to fly towards her, but quickly dips down and strikes the floor, puffing away into nothingness.

"Not bad for a first shot, but you didn't keep focus on me. You really don't need to worry about hurting me Emerald. I'll be fine. Question is, are you?" Joyride says, grinning down at the colt.

After casting the spell Emerald bends over, panting heavily. Just casting that one magic missile made him feel like he just ran a sprint.

"Already at your limit? I guess you were casting a lot today weren't you. We can pick this up tomorrow if you'd like."