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Helios Sunrider 
Helios didn't like being asked personal questions. There were a lot of things Helios didn't much care for, and being rude was one of them. So, he obliged to answer Freya. "Winged horse. Pegasus." Favorite animal wasn't something he put much thought into. The pegasus was his patronus, a mighty steed that could drag the sun across the sky.
The rug beneath them shivered, the various plates and trays quivering. The persian weave loved having its bumps straightend.
Helios paid no mind to the rug , instead keeping his eyes focused on the silver plate and the dancing flame.
Very carefully, Freya tapped the flame with her bare index finger. The fire followed it, almost as though it was molten glass. She brought her hand away and concentrated harder, it had worked before, it was sure to be just as successful now.
The fire began to morph into a number of strange shapes, eventually stopping when it took the form of a horse, an Andalusian to be precise. Freya reached down again and pulled at the sides, this time two strands followed her and opened up, revealing a wing on each side of the fiery beast, which now began to prance around on the silver plate.
Freya took out her wand and cast a simple charm on the perimeter of the plate, so that the animal wouldn't wander off of it and cause mayhem and destruction with no trouble at all.
"Here you go." She held the silver platter out for Helios to take.
"It's yours now, enjoy." The pegasus continued to prance then took off at what looked like a slow moving canter around the edge.