ORIGIN - chicken noodle soup

Polaris - with its rather high-vaulted ceilings and crackling spire - was often Aure's choice of training ground for his magic. Admittedly, it was quite a journey from here to the bone pit, but often proved worthwhile. Magicka was chaotic but in ample supply, and the young king usually found himself in need of practice. Creativity with spells could prove to be helpful in the future, and what good would he be if he couldn't protect his friends and family?

Secretly, though, he wanted to think of new ideas for the next Olympics, whenever those were.

Aure dodged and wove between multicolored, glimmering stalactites. Each turn was with a flick of his tail, and only one or two wingbeats were necessary to keep him aloft. A low buzz rang through the air as his gemstone sparked with magicka. The small ridges glimmered briefly, crackling with energy, before slingshotting a tangible bolt of electricity at the pillar closest to himself.

As expected, it merely hit the surface in a grand show of sparks, and dispersed into the air. His feathers stood on end as he whistled and rolled sideways through the staticky air, pushing onward with a gleeful laugh - perhaps past an unsuspecting spider's web.

@Thothaga

as a maiden she tiptoes shy with her light...

Silhouetted by the Spire, Thothaga sat in her grand spiderweb, busying her front appendages with a bundle of web in her fangs. Every now and then, she'd add a new strand of silk to it and mold it into shape. After doing this many times, the bundle had started to resemble a four-legged creature. The silken sculptures stuck to her web suggest that she had been doing this for a while. Although crude, they all resembled various gembounds.

Thothaga was somewhat aware Aure's aerial acrobatics while she worked, but she was too focused on her crafting to take notice. It was not until he lit up the air with static and zoomed past her did she realize that the "strange cave bat" was actually a winged gembound. The draft from his fly-by was hardly enough to disturb a horse-sized spider- yet alone a web big enough to support her- but it did ruffle her blue-black fur a bit.

Thothaga stopped momentarily and watched Aure zip around the cavern. She was too near-sighted to make out any details but it looked like he was having fun. Thothaga always wondered what it was like to fly. Without a silken safety net, it seemed dangerous, yet thrilling. She wondered if that's what he thought too and tried to get a better reading; using magick, of course.

"Thothaga speaking."
Thothaga thinking.

@Auré

Thothaga, upon reaching out with her magicka, would find an intensely focused mind. Perhaps - he pondered, then tensed. Light flickered, the fractal-image of a thousand selves radiating ever outwards. His intent to send the light-copies of himself into the world burned like a flame, but quickly extinguished itself. A barely-present hint of disappointment moved through his conscious, but onward Aure pressed. He was never one to let himself be bogged down by failure - a one-up on his late father, thanks to his mother. Mistakes were simply a blip in the timeline, a brief flash of darkness across a bright future.

Bright as it could be, anyways.

The wyvern banked sharply around the girth of a stalactite, giving off a low, excited woooop! as he did and fast-approaching the air beneath a spider's web.

Aure pressed on, growing rather far out of view.

;exit due to inactivity