Sparked Stories [Keepers]

When Khaldor would notice the others of the clan listening in, he would seem to get an idea. “Ah! Why don't I take you to our young and you can teach them something from the world above? We like to encourage them to learn as much as they can..”

Sitka, Nasale and Osaka would each nod, the eldest speaking, “That sounds good to us, we'd be happy to help teach them something.”

With that answer Khaldor would put the parchement he held away on a shelf before leading them onwards. Into where some headian young sat and watched an elder explain something from their past. Of what the three vayrons didn’t quite understand. But when the elder saw Khaldor they would address him, the leader letting them know about their guests. Before addressing the vayrons again.

“Alright! Step forward you three and show our young minds here something that will help them grow.” With that Khaldor would move to the back of the area and settle in, watching them closely.

The three Vayrons would head to the front of the ‘class’ when told they could. They would look at each other before Sitka would speak, “We shall show you how our magic sparks came to be.”

With his introduction he would gesture to Osaka, “Why don't you present first for them?” 

“Uh yeah okay sure.” The blue lace male would step forward, trying to gather his thoughts before he would address the children. “I got my spark after my youngest brother was taken by a vicious male named Pluto. I got so angry that the very ground started to freeze beneath me. Creating frost and ice.” The male would demonstrate by creating a small patch of frost under his front paw.

Some of the kids seemed quite interested in the idea of frozen water, never having experienced this yet in their young lives. A couple even moved a bit closer to the display in awe of it.

“It took me quite a while to learn how to control it, however, lots of practice.” He would make sure to add, feeling Khaldor’s eyes upon him as though he were making sure they were safe. 

When Sitka felt he was done explaining and showing off his magic, he would turn to his own mate, “Why don't you go next Nasale?”

With a nod Nasale would step forward, Osaka backing up to give her plenty of room. “My water magic first occurred on a rainy day. I was watching the rain fall down around me. The air felt cool and crisp as I stared at the water droplets. Next thing I knew, some of the rain seemed to stop in place.” 

The puller would raise her paw to create some water from the moisture in the air. Holding it in a ball above her paw to simulate her thoughts. “As I stared at it, it grew bigger to the size of an apple. Though something behind me made a noise and broke my focus, it soon fell to the ground to join the puddles at my paws.”

Nasale would let the water above her paw do the same, purposely wanting to give the children a visual. Though Khaldor seemed concerned about the water in his library so she would soon clean it up. Not wanting to cause ruin to any of the parchment nearby. 

The kids would watch her display of her magic and listen to every word. Some quietly asked about rain, others asked if they could control the water too. The puller would do her best to answer any questions, reassuring them that they would be able to find their own spark one day.

Though with Osaka and Nasale each having shared their stories it now lay upon Sitka’s shoulders to chip in his own story. The runner felt like he didn't have much of one to share, as it still felt rather new and recent. But he would step up to the plate nonetheless. 

“Mine is probably nothing exciting quite yet however.” Sitka would first start out with, “It was the tranquil’s very teachings that finally helped me get there. Many years of my life I spent reading about sparks in books, wanting to unlock my own. Wanting to become a sorcerer with my own magic to speak of. But the tranquil with their meditation and crystals seemed to be what finally got me there. I'm not fully sure what the nature of it is, as I haven't had much time to practice it. But so far it appears as a mere teal blue mist, and seems to get stronger around these crystals.” 

The male would close his eyes and reach out a paw to a crystal in the room. A mist like magic surrounding his paw, though it soon would dissipate. “I am hoping that during the rest of our journey down here that I can learn the nature of my magic and learn how to control it better.”  

There would be a few whispers from the children once more of course. It did seem to him that perhaps his magic was something more ancient and hidden from the ground above. But it was pure speculation at this point in time. 

But with the three Vayrons giving their stories to the kids, Khaldor would get up and return to the front of the room. “Let's give our guests a round of applause for their presentation.” The kids would soon be clapping their hands as well. Osaka, Nasale and Sitka seemed a bit flustered by this turn of events.