Ledra: Remicscent

Ledra padded over the dandelions and crocuses, not noticing her fur getting wet or the mud she was soiling her pads in. Nothing seemed to matter in the world.
Nothing.
She had been a "poor little amnesiac" when she awoke in Sarepia Forest, so the rich Jammers Bridget and Avery took her in and pampered her... until she ran away when she had twisted Avery's DNA, turning him into a dark shell. Avery promptly ate Bridget.
She touched a grass blade, and turned it into a sparrow. The sparrow hopped under a tall mushroom, and stayed there.
Why did she have DNA powers? How could she control the powers of the Spirit Stones? She could alter the appearance of any living thing just by concentrating, but actually morphing something fully took a bit of energy and persistence  Otherwise, she could easily change something, which made Apophis hate her guts.
After all, what king would want an enemy that could easily change your minions and turn them against their empire?
She let her salty tears mingle with the raindrops. Grey clouds rumbled, and lightning flashed in her eyes.
She remembered being a little pup, playing on the rocking horses and squeezing her dolls Mya and Sunshine. The prospect of going soft now disgusted her, and those memories brought tears to her eyes.
It felt as if the rain was mocking her resentment for her curse, and pelting her with her own sadness and grief.
However, there was one memory Ledra harbored that was shrouded in mystery, if not odd.
Spouting from the cracked Timestones.
Ledra was determined to know the truth, even if she died several times in the process.
Truth.
Justice.
Understanding.
All things Ledra wanted. All things she would get using her curse.
All things she desired.
Ledra walked back to the training grounds, where Frost was waiting for her impatiently.