[The cats at least give her an indication of where to look, where to focus her attentions- which helps. Her magical ability was modest, but present... but also, not exactly innate.
She reaches out to let the cats smell her, straining her eyes with one arm still somewhat anxiously curled around the makeshift crystal ball in her lap...
And she hears a voice. Somewhat... distant seeming, quiet, but-]
I am Sieglinde Sullivan, the Green Witch. Can you hear my voice?
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She reaches out to let the cats smell her, straining her eyes with one arm still somewhat anxiously curled around the makeshift crystal ball in her lap...
And she hears a voice. Somewhat... distant seeming, quiet, but-]
I am Sieglinde Sullivan, the Green Witch. Can you hear my voice?