The Academy: To Kaspara & Renata

He comes somewhat lazily back to the Academy, some part of him not wanting to leave the mountains before a response had been given to him from Aquila but he suspects that may be a long time coming. His water delights in being back in the academy (the atmosphere around him so different from that of Desreal) though he knows it still yearns for the beaches of Solira. Regardless he meanders onwards, seeking out his students though part of him feels it is strange to be assuming this role again after so long; delightful memories of Ravenglade flooding back to him.

He calls to Kaspara and Renata, the two he has been assigned, unaware as to just how long they may have been waiting here and whether they were newcomers or if they had been reassigned to him. He remembers his own time here; Durden, Giovanna and finally Yehl, he is determined to be more like Yehl in terms of seeing the two females through their apprenticeship, guiding them to learn something about themselves, the element or simply something of interest to them. He knows of Kaspara, the lightning child of Datura from his time in Solira though he has not seen her in a long time. He has never met Renata, knows only of her being given a relic by the whispers on the wind but nothing else. Two fairly blank slates, no preconceptions about the two of them to taint or colour his initial impressions of them.

He closes his eyes briefly letting the wind brush his face, trying to consider his own path to follow. He is not a rogue, not truly. He wants to settle somewhere, be part of somewhere again - his leaving Solira had played its part when necessary but he missed belonging to somewhere other than the academy. It would not be an easy decision he knew, perhaps helping others to decide their path of progression would help him to decide his own again. Gecko would be smiling again when they approached him no doubt, bouncing ever so slightly and quite possibly singing or humming some tune or other - it is not in my paint pony's nature to remain wallowing in contemplation for too long.

AP Gecko; Water II; Bubble Ring