Freya shook her head again, then took out her dark cherry wand from her cloak pocket. Thinking in a commanding tone 'Risona!' A fiery red ribbon burst from her wand tip. She had the ribbon, now Freya needed to think of a word, 'Felix...' Freya thought as clearly and defined as she could. The ribbon began to swim through the air in cursive, forming the word, 'Felix' in the nothingness.
Freya sighed, she hadn't tried this spell before, and was slightly nervous that it would fail...and it took a bit of concentration to keep the words in tact.