The Academy: rawr!?

"we dance amoung our shadows,
our enemies connected feet to feet."

She stood humbly within the boundaries of the Academy.

A smile cross her face as she watches the others move about, she doesn’t know why she smiles. She just does. The once mare-child had had never imagined her being able to actually teach a student, learning came easy, as it always will be. But teaching, well that was a different story. In her eyes she will always be the student of the elements, but we will always learn, and we will never stop.

She had been a victim of fear, at the time a shard mother that practically abandoned her, and a father whom she had seen once, she had known who he was, Kemush. But until recently she did not know he was infact the blood that ran through her veins. She has a full brother, and some other siblings here and there. She knows she has them, Micah told her long ago, but he also said that it was her duty to find out.

Her mind escapes her as her thoughts touch Sammael, thinking of her father. Perhaps it is curiosity, or the sheer fact that she is his teacher she does not wander over yet. She watches him from afar, listening to his thoughts. But her smile never fades.

Her skin cool to the touch as the water caresses the folds and scars that occupy her body. So many of them, she was a tattered child, victim of the hell hounds and the plague but here she is, beginning a new.

Eventually, as it was meant to be she ventures towards him. “Sammael!“ She says. “Hello, I am Kaspara.“ And that is all there is for now.

She wonders if Kemush got around to assigning him his own objective, but for now introductions will do.

k a s p a r a
lightning III; water I; Kemush and Datura