ORIGIN

Pride offered a nod, and then waited politely.

Felina moved a bit away, and stood silent, but nothing seemed to happen, and Pride tipped his head to one side a little quizzically. When the bobcat did not speak, he hummed softly and offered up a few words, himself. "Is it invisible? Or did it fail? -That happens often to me," he added, a bit of reassurance in his tone.

And even as he tried to cast out his own, to sense if Felina were actually casting, nothing happened for him, either. "Magicka is so fickle, is it not? If it failed, did you wish to try again? Or simply--explain what it was, perhaps?" he offered.

Pride listened, curious, and then tilted his head. He hadn't met many Gembound who had come up with names for their magic--he liked the idea of it, though. "'Shard Storm,' hm? Is it something like this?" he asked, stepping back and turning to one side.

Once safely away from Felina, he coalesced the magicka. Sand rose and combined, soil and rock particles forming sharp shards of glass, spinning around him in a whirling vortex. He then let them all fall away, clattering quietly to the ground.

...Hmm, that'd be hard to clean up...

"As for training with the rest of us, certainly. I can introduce you to them, the next time I see them. Meanwhile; what is it you'd like to learn? We have members who use various magics, so if there's something specific you'd like to specialize in, perhaps I can offer a specific tutor-?" he suggested, tone polite.

Pride watched, tilting his head again to indicate attentiveness perhaps. But again nothing happened. He knew the feeling, of course; his own magic--particularly, it seemed, that of illusions--was painfully erratic.

"Hmm. As a group, we have only that; if I had to name it--I suppose a shield, or barrier. And I suppose 'shield of the seven' has a better ring than 'barrier of the seven.' Try focusing on the idea of a null space--somewhere magicka cannot hit, and attacks cannot penetrate. Move your magic to create that space. It isn't a... a thing, so much as a lack of thing, a spot that cancels any attempt to enter it--at least, that's how I see it. In a sense," he explained. "But is there any other particular type of magic you'd like to learn? For example--hm, fire, or air; electricity? Stone, you said you have stone, yes? Did you seek to learn more of that, or anything related--plants, perhaps?" He was mulling over potential teachers, in his mind.

Did we have any stone-users? he wondered, racking his brain for memories.

"Hm? -Oh yes, of course; the shield you saw me use was not stone magic. I do not see them as neatly split into categories, bar in our minds, really; it is just matter of how you shape them. But... I am trying to think of any air-magic users. I know that the dragon Dread is able to create small storms... And powerfully manipulate stone, as well, but I do not think he would be a particularly good teacher. He is... brutish, simple-minded, in a sense. Ah! I know--I might ask the Bonebound, if you are agreeable?"

Pride peered down to Felina, thinking. "They have a number of members, and are allies of ours. I think they had one or two that used air magic, and I can teach you what I know of stone, myself, if you wish?"

Her enthusiasm was infectious, and he gave a warm dip of his head.

"Well, how about you decide?" he offered. "I can try to teach you what I know, now, of stone-magic; or we can go to Canis, and look for the Bonebound, if you wish?"

He seemed amiable enough either way, easygoing and in a good mood; it seemed that either path was fine with him.