Jack, Dagr

Jack watched on in confusion as his friend held up the key. After a few seconds of looking at it glowing, staring in amazement, it faded.

“That’s coooooool” Jack said before his friend threw him the key. After inspecting it, Jack noticed that his initials had been carved into the key. He ran his fingers over the etched letters, surprised at the cool feel of the key. After looking at it for a few more seconds, Jack heard his friend cough. He looked up and listened as his friend mentioned true ice. ‘True ice? Jack thought as he inspected the key closer. ‘That’s pretty dam cool, but what is it?’ He mulled over. His friend must have noticed his confusion because he started to explain.

“True ice can only be made by a Jotun” he explained. “It’s tied to the Jotun that breaths it, therefore, it’s as unbreakable as I am” Jack stared in confusion for a few seconds before he finally realized what he was talking about. “Oooh, so its ice that can’t break!” Jack said, proud that he finally figured it out. He laughed at his friends tragic joke before turning attention back to the key. “That’s so cool!” Jack said as he proceeded to bang the key on a few things before his friend coughed again. He listened to his friend before frowning. “It’s a tree!” Jack said in a slightly frustrated tone. Then he realized the second part of the sentence. “We got homework?” After trying to think of an instance in which he was given homework, he let out a sigh and shrugged. “I don’t remember getting no homework, so I don’t have to do it” Jack said proudly. In his head, this logic made perfect sense. He ran over to the door and opened it. “Come on! We need to find the tree!” He yelled as he started walking down the hallway, expecting his friend to follow. “I wonder where it is… Where do you think a tree like that would be? That’s all magic and is pretty and stuff.” He asked as he looked over his shoulder. Then he had one of his rare moments of actual coherent thought. “Wait… trees grow… plants grow… plants live in gardens… so that must mean that trees live in gardens too!” Jack announced in a moment of victory. He excitedly turned to his friend. “We need to go to the gardens!”

Arcana (Featuring Ajala, Fiona)

A deep breath made Arcana's chest expand and contract as she took in the scent of the gardens. The air got more pristine and green-smelling as the trio wove their way around vegetation, all the while Fiona explained the different greenhouses. Every greenhouse was an extreme curiousity for Arcana, a gateway into a magical world filled with adventure. She itched to go into every one, but reminded herself, firmly, that she had a whole year to peek into every nook and cranny of the gardens.

The gleam of metal brought Arcana's eyes to stare up at the greenhouse they had stopped in front of, the dense glass vibrating as shadows within flailed about. "W-woah..." She said in an awe-filled whisper. If the outside was this impressive, what could the inside be like?

She shuffled inside behind Fiona and Ajala, turning the key to the greenhouse over in her hand. 'They'll let me come here whenever I want?' She couldn't believe the trust that Nathalia had given her. Her hands gripped the key tightly, almost as if it was a lifeline. She vowed inwardly to be here every day, even beyond her visits to feed and water. 'I wonder if they'll let us work with the other greenhouses, too?'

A loud THWACK! against the glass at the far end of the greenhouse made Arcana nearly drop the key she held. Her legs shivered, sending her knees wobbling against eachother, until she realized that the sound had come from one of the most beautiful plants Arcana had seen in her life. She had surely never heard of a "Gilded Devourer" before, but she meant to research them later on in the library.

Standing herself up straight from her hunched over position - Mordecai really had shocked her! - she stared up at the vibrantly colored plant behind the glass, a smile blossoming across her face as she took in every detail of him. "I lo-love him! You ha-have to tell me more ab-bout him later, Fiona!" Arcana said excitedly and flapped her winged arms around, causing flecks of dirt to drift up from the ground. "S-s-sorry! I'm gonna g-go feed the other pl-plants." She said in-between a small coughing fit.

Turning back to the wheelbarrow, Arcana noticed that Ajala didn't look very cheerful. 'Is she still sick from before?' The harpy mused, watching the nagini begin to feed the plants. She jumped into motion, gripping a long, hooked pole and going to the plant a couple of paces down from Ajala. She glanced sideways at the older student, not knowing if she should offer help. When Ajala nodded at Arcana, as if to say "I'm alright", the harpy gave her a small nod back. Something still seemed wrong to Arcana, but... 'I'll just watch her, to make sure she's alright...'

The next glass chamber contained an extremely familiar looking specimen. Arcana pressed her face up against the glass, her eyes shimmering. "Ohm-m-m-igod! A sn-snapping drago-gon tanglerrrr!" She squealed, gesturing wildly with her free hand for Ajala to come look. Inside the container, a green thing resembling a scaley snout just barely peeked out from the sizable mound in the center of the chamber. Vines crept along the glass walls, probing expectantly for food.

Arcana slowly lowered a raw piece of meat down, and the vines inside the container all went perfectly still. 'Just alittle more...' Mirroring her thought, the large hunk of meat lowered down a smidgen more, and every vine came to life, striking the hanging meal with lethal precision. Immediately following the vines, the snout unearthed itself, revealing a dragon-like head, and yanked the meat off of the pole, retreating quickly back into the earthen mound. From inside, the sound of tearing meat could be faintly heard. Arcana stroked the glass lovingly. "Isn't she wo-wonderful?"

Ajala, Arcana, Fiona, Ahmose, Reed, Foster

Fiona grinned at the harpy's breathless excitement over the plants. The dryad remembered being the same her first year, with Nathalia. Mordecai hit the glass again, gaping maw making a strange "Eh eh" noise as it struggled to find more meat. Fiona lowered another chunk, watching the vines whip around and yank the meat down. She glanced at Ajala, noting the nervousness. She had enough experience with being nervous herself to see the signs. Hopefully the Nagini wouldn't regret her decision. As the trio continued feeding and watering, Fiona got their attention.
"I can feed the last one, could you two get the beetles ready to release outside for the others?"

------------Outside----------------
"Pfff...you're such a wuss! It's just a plant!"
"I-it won't let go! Come on guys, g-get it off me!"
Ahmose laughed as he watched Foster struggle, arms wrapped up by the vines from some brilliant red plant. The harpy knew these plants were harmless, so there was no danger, but the humor of watching the crow Tengu panic was too much. The trio had entered the gardens to kill time, and had found the carnivorous plant section open and unlocked. The opportunity to take a look around was too much for the three boys. Reed, the vampire, watched from within heavy robes, entire body covered up short of a pair of thick aviator sunglasses peeking out from the burka. But the unmistakeable sounds of chuckling could be heard from within. Foster gave a shrill yelp as a tendril slithered over his head, the plant trying to find out if he was a big edible bug.
"H-help!"
"Oh alright, you pansy."
Ahmose flapped his wings, lifting himself off the ground a few feet. The hark harpy moved forward, resting one claw on Foster's shoulder and shredded the plant's vines to ribbons with the other. The plant gave a jolt, looking like it was trying to scream, retreating backwards entirely and folding it's leaves over itself in pain. Ahmose grinned, shoving Foster backwards with the talon before landing and walking back to the trio.
"Just a plant. Stop being a baby."

Ajala, Arcana, Ahmose, Fiona, Reed and Foster

Between having Arcana adoring the dangerous plants and merely being in the presence of carnivorous plant, the nagini was happy to know that their shift was almost over and prepared to release the beetles for the less savage plants. However, just as Ajala was about to open the beetle case, she heard noises somewhere nearby and turned around, only to gasp in horror and fury as she saw three boys, none of whom were, as she could recall, part of the Gardening club. One of the boys even had the gall to hurt one of the sentient plants, carelessly shredding its vines and leaves. "Hey!" she shouted and, in a fit of anger, left behind Fiona and Arcana as she approached the three boys.

When she did get close to all three of them, however, she was frozen in fear. One of the boys and the student who hurt the plant was a harpy, much like Arcana, but the bad news for her was that he was a hawk harpy. As a part-snake hybrid, she was utterly not fond of birds of prey and found them horrifying. She didn't consider them evil, but she would rather avoid them at all cost. Still, her anger overpowered her fear for the time being and she slithered towards them with a dark glare in her eyes and a furious frown, standing protectively between them and the injured plant. "You lot aren't supposed to be here! What do you think you're doing?!" she yelled at them while trying to keep them away, especially the hawk harpy, from the frightened plant, her calm demeanor nearly gone. Her eyes had a glint of fear as she looked at the harpy, presumably the one who called the shots, but she refused to back down, not when he had so callously disturbed a tiny part of the school's nature.

Simon, Gabriel, Isaac, Kuro

Kuro stumbled out of is last class, sighing with a look of disappointment on his face. There was no particular reason that he felt this way, it just happened naturally to him. Sure enough, that didn't stop him from doing what he wanted. As soon as he got outside, he shifted into a raven and glided around the school, admiring the view of things. Gosh, was this school beautiful. Everything seemed so picturesque, like it was in a painting. Kuro giggled to himself and glided down lower, shocked that he was having this much fun by flying. Soon enough, he heard a voice that sounded familiar from below. He slowed down, looking around before spotting a centaur, angel and what looked to be a succubus from his getup. The voice he recognized was probably the centaur called Simon. Ahh....He had charged into him once and nearly knocked him over. Thank goodness that wasn't a direct hit. Would it be worth socializing with them? Kuro hovered in place near them, thinking, before landing, shifting back to normal and walking over. He sighed, before speaking up, "Oi! What the hell are you guys doing over here?" He shouted at them, still quite a distance away.

Dagr, Jack, Ajala, Arcana, Ahmose, Reed, Foster

Dagr starred at his friend as the werewolf pieced together where they might find the tree, Dagr had seen it many times and knew where it was, but still it was surprisingly logical for Jack. So he didn't say anything as Jack shot off down the hallway and outside, Dagr easily kept pace with the hyperactive wolf his long strides eating up ground as they made there way to the gardens. Dagr puzzled over why the tree was so important as they walked, unlike most Jotun Dagr didn't have a natural connection to nature he couldn't call storms or even ask a tree to bear fruit like most of his kin it just wasn't in him, so it didn't make sense to Dagr how a tree could influence the infinitely complex pattern of the universe. Of course, he supposed, it could be a root of Yggdrasil the world tree then it would be an actual part of the universe, then it might in some way effect the fates around it. After several minutes of puzzling over it Dagr shrugged, it wasn't something he could figure out so there was no reason to think about it.

As Dagr and Jack neared the gardens they heard yelling, thinking someone might have gotten attacked by one of the plants housed here Dagr took off at a run. He pulled up short when he came in sight of the three boys and um...what was the snake girls name again? Oh yeah Ajala that's right she was the nagini in the gardening club, and it seemed like she was arguing with the Ahmose and his friends. Dagr folded his arms across his chest and considered the situation, he had heard of the trio and there tendency to be a bit...rambunctious? Yeah thats the word, he took note of the strange plant behind Ajala and how it was acting strangely, and how the normally composed Ajala was very...very angry, it wasn't that hard to figure out what probably happened.

I could step in He thought but it doesn't look like anyone's in any danger besides now that I think about it I'm not supposed to be here just as much as those three the last thought made up Dagr's mind. He would stay out of this, he had no right to do anything anyway it wasn't his place. So with that resolved as far as he was concerned, he backed away from the entrance to the carnivorous plant section and sat down to wait for Jack to catch up, he had kinda out run the smaller boy when he thought someone was in trouble. He kept an ear on the argument anyway, just in case.

Gideon, also, anyone about to arrive at the Wishing Tree, he's already there. Interact with him!

Gideon glanced down at his map. The Gardens were large and confusing to traverse, with numerous hedges seemingly designed for the single purpose of making it difficult to move around. On the bright side, there was plenty of water about.

The centre of the map was occupied almost entirely by the Wishing Tree. An information 'bubble' towards the edge of the page explained the old school superstition - the granting of a single wish. Although Gideon doubted the legend, it would surely be helpful to find out what the Tree looked like, and to memorise its location.

Standing up straighter, he spread his fingers wide and opened his palms to the air. There was water, albeit little - vapour and steam. Fresh, clean water. And, faint as it was, Gideon could sense a thicker concentration towards the stream. .

He settled back onto his heels, and reopened his map. The stream ran close by the Tree - in fact, its meandering course seemed to loop round the revered plant as if protecting it. If the naiad followed the water, he would arrive there in no time.

Fortunately, the stream was not far away. After a short detour to examine an intricately carved fountain, Gideon arrived at the riverbank and crouched down towards the water's edge. He placed his hand in the water, and became one with it. His body, his clothes, and all he was holding melted into the stream.

In this form, he could move swiftly. Within minutes, he had made his way downstream with the current, emerging (again human) at the foot of the Tree. And what a sight it was to behold.

It was the largest deciduous tree Gideon had ever seen. Huge, oak shaped leaves clung to its massive branches, but he didn't need to be a dryad to realise that this was no ordinary tree. Its very bark testified to that, twisting round the trunk, gnarled and worn. The roots alone were the width of Gideon's waist, spreading outwards for several metres. Here and there, some of them seemed to have been hewed away or remoulded, presumably by former students desperate to pass their exams.

Even as he struggled to avert his gaze, Gideon could see someone - or was it more - people approaching the Tree. Who were they?

Andrej (Featuring Gideon)

Great, lush plants and glorious flowers, tall and stout bushes alike. The view of the gardens from the hallway windows were nothing in comparison to the gardens in person. Reaching over to the particularly blue flower, reminiscent of home, it seems that all that grew here were well watered indeed. A place for plants and trees to grow...much like the academy was a place for him to grow as an individual, to learn.

Taking in the sight of the green, Andrej caught sight of a great, magnificent tree. It was...it was...well, words escaped him, this tree was just...magnificent. Walking up to the tree, entranced, he nearly bumped into..."Oh. Forgi--oh! This is--! From this morning...?" It was the same boy from this morning. Chuckling at such a coincidence as to bump into the same person, he nodded his head politely, smiling kindly, "Hello, fellow student, and forgive me for nearly bumping into you...this tree...is just...it's just really something, magnificent..." Of course, though he wanted to, just gaping up at the tree would be...unseemly.

Gideon, Andrej

"Oh. Um, hi?" offered Gideon. What else could you say to a large-ish water Dragon who had bumped into you twice in two days? "Not to worry anyhow." he replied politely. "My name is Gideon, and I am a naiad." Glancing away from the older student for a moment, he took in more of their surroundings, marvelling at its natural beauty.

Tall trees stood proud and tall, their interlocked leaves bathing everything in a faint green light. Clumps of lush reeds and flowers bordered the stream, serving as a home for countless damselflies and dragonflies. Hmm, dragonflies. Hard to believe they were named after the mighty race of the student in front of him.

"Forgive me for asking, but it seems to me that you are a water-dragon?" Gideon's companion nodded affirmatively. "My people have only dwelt in fresh water, far inland. We have only heard rumours of your species' kingdom from our see-going cousins, the Oceanids and Nereids. Could you tell me more of your kind? They have always been of interest to my family."

Arcana (Featuring Ajala, Fiona, Ahmose & his boyfriends)

From where she stood gripping vented containers that held beetles, Arcana heard Ajala's normally calm voice shouting. "Aj-Ajala?!" Arcana called out in concern, worrying if Ajala was okay, considering how the nagini had been acting all day. She came to the doorway of the carnivorous greenhouse and her heart caught in her chest. A very predatory looking harpy was looming with a group of guys, the plant behind Ajala was hurt from how it held itself. She felt herself go numb, every limb seeming to be on fire and on ice simultaneously. Memories of her past flashed in front of her eyes, making a sour taste in her mouth.

She frantically half-flew, half-ran over to the plant to huddle over it protectively, cradling it's vines in her arms to check out the extent of the damage. A fierce grimace came to her face, her lips soundlessly forming curses not suitable for a polite audience. She barely registered walking to stand directly in front of Ahmose, her fist raised and her whole body quivering with rage... or was it fear?

"You... You grotsani!" She snarled a curse from her homeland, knowing that the other harpy would understand it. She meant it in it's full entirety: that he was a filthy, utterly feebleminded savage, no better than the lowest criminal.

Arcana, Ajala, Dagr *cameo* Ahmose, Reed, Foster, Fiona

Ahmose's reaction to Ajala was an amused stare. His reaction to Arcana was much more intense. As the words left her mouth, the egyptian harpy had already moved forward, grabbing her shoulders and slamming her roughly against the fence, his face inches from her as he glared pure malice into her eyes, teeth gritted tight.
"Say it again, say it again, say it again and watch how fast I break your wings you little bitch."
Foster had already stepped between Ajala and the pair, ready to intervene. Reed hadn't moved, face unreadable through his robes. Ahmose's grip on Arcana was so tight his knuckles were white.
"Ahmose."
Reed's voice piped up as the vampire grabbed the harpy's shoulder, pulling him off Arcana. He gestured at Dagr in the distance. Ahmose took a breath, golden eyes flitting over to Ajala and Arcana with a look of raw murder, then gave a "Tch" noise and walked out of the fenced area, the gate slamming to one side. The harpy walked by Dagr, barely awknowledging him before leaping into the air. Foster folowed closely behind, Reed watching the pair fly off before looking at the girls. Fiona stood in the greenhouse doorway, eyes wide with fear. The vampire looked at the deep gashes Ahmose's talons had left in the dirt, then turned to walk out, his muffled voice barely audible.
"That was a mistake."
There was no threatening tone, no anger or annoyance. It sounded more like a warning, and one that Reed wasn't happy on giving. The vampire walked out of the gardens. Fiona ran over to Arcana, putting her arms around her shoulders.
"Are you alright?!"

Ajala, Arcana, Fiona, Ahmose, Dagr

Ajala was seething with fury and trashed her serpentine tail against the ground in a fit of anger. As Ahmose and his cohorts made their exit, one of them seemingly leaving behind a warning, after making his mark clear on Arcana, the nagini and Fiona, who had been watching, rushed to her side. As the senior cub member tried to help her, the nagini gently cradled the pot of injured sentient plant in her arms, trying to soothe its pain. "That chutia will pay for this!" she hissed, her lower torso reared and flicking around in anger. Her entire body was shaking, but she quickly diverted her focus onto the newcomer. She was already emotionally fragile, so she had a strong feeling that the harpy's physical retaliation would severely impact her. "Arcana, are you hurt? We should go to the infirmary, just in case..."

Jack, Dagr, Arcana, Ajala, Ahmose, Reed, Foster, Fiona

Jack was happily skipping along before he noticed yelling. He saw Dagr run off in a hurry and watched in confusion.

“Hey!” He called as the giant ran quickly down the path. Noticing he had no chance of keeping up, he shifted to his wolf form to give himself a little more speed. He followed the path his friend had taken before rounding a corner and seeing him sitting there. He ran up and hopped on his lap, shifting back to his human form. “You ran off without me!” He says with a pout before hearing a raised voice. He looked over to see what looked like people fighting. In an instant, Jacks demeanor had changed. He was about to run in and intervene before he saw the hooded one move. After a few exchanged glances between the groups, the bigger harpy started to walk away. He decided that jumping in now served no purpose. Things had calmed down, so Jack slid back down into Dagr’s lap and peered out at the two walking towards them. He sneakily watched as they took flight and rose high into the sky. After a few seconds, Jack jumped out of Dagr’s lap and stood next to him.

“That was some serious bad vibes” Jack said as he glanced in the direction that the two had exited by. “I wonder if everyone is okay...” He decided that it was their duty to see if everyone was okay. He jumped and shimmed his way up the Jotunn’s arm, taking his beloved seat on his shoulder. “Let’s go see.” Jack said down to his hefty friend as he looked to the group, making out the snake hybrid he had seen on the first day, the Dryad that he had met a few times before and a harpy he didn't recognize. “Hey!” He called out to them with a wave. He hated the idea of fighting, so he was just a little bit worried. “You all okay!?”

As Ahmose pushed her against the fence, Arcana found herself unable to retaliate. Her body wouldn't respond to any of her frantic thoughts to fight back, or even to run. She couldn't conjure up her voice, not even to cry out in pain after Ahmose's finders dug in hard to the flesh of her shoulders while he gripped them tightly. His golden eyes shone with malice as they drilled into her own, and the memories rushed back in on Arcana.

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-Memories-

Pain exploded over her torso, her vision flashing white as her body crumpled to the ground. Beyond the loud thrum in her ears, she could hear their voices as three of them squatted next to her.

"Awww, look, you broke her. Now we have to wait." A high pitched voice whined, something sharp was prodded against her cheek to accompany the words.

"Maybe you shouldn't use the metal one until later on next time, Kierfa." A decidedly male voice advised nonchalantly.

Another one of them laughed haughtily. "Just starting the day off right with a good deed, Nimbus." The laughing one, Kierfa, said between his own laughter. Her face was gripped tightly by a pair of clawed hands, talons digging painfully into her cheeks. She was forced to look up into the amber-colored eyes of Kierfa, who had a wicked grin on his face. "Right, Arcana? We'll play with you all day. Don't take your time to heal though, otherwise Bian will get reaaaaallyyy impatient." To emphasize Kierfa's words, something sliced across her exposed calves, drawing blood.

She let out a shrill scream as the onslaught continued.

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The next thing she knew, somebody had their arms over her sore shoulders. Arcana jerked in Fiona's grip, barely stopping herself in time from roughly shoving the dryad away. Her teal eyes were wide as she swiveled her head around to take in her surroundings: Ajala, standing nearby with the injured plant in her arms and a concerned look on her face, an unfamiliar humanoid boy sitting atop a frighteningly large giant, and Fiona who looked distraught as she held Arcana.

Every part of Arcana began to shiver all at once, her teeth chattered in her mouth. "N-n-n-n-" She couldn't stop herself from shivering, even as she hugged her arms across her torso. "N-no! No, I-I'm fi-fine... Everyth-thi-thing is fi-fi-fi-" Arcana took a shallow breath, glancing about anxiously. "Nnn-no in-infirmary. No, no, no. No infirmary. I'm fi-fi-fine!" She half-shouted, half eeped the last part so that Jack and Dagr could hear. "Ti-time to g-g-g-go f-feed the little ones." She mumbled, pulling all the way out of Fiona's grip and wobbling away to the greenhouse, her legs shaking.

Once inside, she leaned against one of the glass chambers, fighting back tears for the second time today.

Ajala, Arcana, Dagr, Jack, Fiona

Arcana was obviously traumatized by Ahmose's vindictive and violent treatment and knowing that there was little she could do only added fuel to the fire of fury within Ajala's heart, the nagini instantly assigning Ahmose into her list of enemies. Looking back at Fiona, she gently brushed her fingers against the plant's still-intact stems and leaves to calm it down and calmly said to the dryad, barely hiding her desire for his blood in her hands, "I will report this incident to Nathalia and take the injured plant under my care. For now, I suggest we feed the rest of the plant and lock the carnivorous plant greenhouse as soon as we could to reduce the risk of repeat incidents." Taking a deep breath, she turned around and finally noticed Dagr the giant and Jack the werewolf, both her seniors. "We have this under control. There is no need to worry, but thank you for your concern, Jack," she replied, somewhat calmed to know that Ahmose was but a minority amongst the friendly students. "I'm relieved that no students are hurt, though I can't say the same about this unfortunate floral life..." Her brown eyes sadly gazed at the crudely pruned plant, hoping that it would take a road to recovery.

Simon, Isaac, Kuro, Gabriel

Simon and Isaac both turned at Kuro's voice, giving bemused looks at the question. Simon gave a sigh as Isaac waved at Kuro, cheerily grinning in his sappiest voice.
"Heeey~! Well we enrolled at the academy and then decided 'Hey we should actually exist on the grounds!' and that's what we're doing here! Seriously, what kind of question is what the hell are you doing here? We're in the middle of the commons, this guy for real?"
"Isaac, relax."
The incubus shrugged, flipped up, and landed on Simon's back, laying out across the horse with a smile. Simon sighed.
"You know, some centaurs find being ridden incredibly offensive."
"Would you rather ride me?"
"For someone whose not into guys, you're really into guys."
"I'm into horses, baby."
Simon rolled his eyes, deciding it'd be easier to just deal with the incubus on his back rather than use the words 'get off' in a sentence. He shifted his weight, trying to roll Isaac off his back, but it was pointless. He waved at Kuro.
"Just ran into an angel. Nothing much. We were heading to the gardens."
"We were?"
"I was, before I slammed into him. Was gonna see if Fiona nee-"
Isaac had already bolted off at the mention of a girl, grabbing Simon by the arms.
"HIGH HO SIMON! AWAAAAY!"
"Isaac! ISAAC!"
Simon stumbled towards the gardens, the incubus furiously tugging his arms and flapping his wings.
"Come on! You know she doesn't talk to me, too shy, but if YOU'RE there, I got a chance! Hey, Captain Question and Angel Bro, you coming?"

Dagr, Jack, Ajala, Arcana, Fiona, Ahmose and company *cameo*

Dagr watched Ahmose and his goons leave with an impassive look placed carefully on his face, he had heard the threats, heard the malice in the hawks voice, those weren't idle threats. After a couple seconds of making sure the boys had left Dagr stood slowly, so that Jack wouldn't fall, “That was some serious bad vibes” his friend said. Dagr nodded he couldn't argue it, they were bad news. He turned to the members of the gardening club, and watched as the harpy he didn't recognize stumbled into the green house, must be a new student he thought. She had clearly been shaken up by the hawks attack, and the others from the club clearly weren't in the best of moods, the thing was he wasn't sure what he could do for them. It was true that it wasn't really any of his business, but he didn't like the idea of Ahmose and his friends coming to mess with the peaceful gardeners, he glanced to Jack sitting happily on his shoulder. His smaller friend was a social person, there weren't many people who didn't like Jack, he was perpetually happy, and coupled with his bubbly personality it gave the young werewolf an almost super natural ability to make friends. Dagr wasn't that lucky his size and personality made most people think him more scary then anything else.

"I'm relieved that no students are hurt, though I can't say the same about this unfortunate floral life..." said Ajala, pulling Dagr out of his contemplation, he looked at the little plant it did look like it was hurt, but Dagr couldn't do anything for it, he wasn't good with plants. He wasn't that much better with new people ether actually, but Ajala did seem pretty down about the shrub, and the harpy girl was probably the same way, maybe he had an idea . He crossed his arms and took on a look of annoyance "Jack managed to convince me to take him to the wishing tree" he rumbled casting another glance at his parrot like friend "would you all like to come with us, it might help get your mind's off Ahomse and his friends" He paused for a second before seeming to remember something "After your all done here of course" he finished talking loud enough for the girl in the greenhouse to hear him.

Andrej (Featuring Gideon)

With a pleased smile, and a nod, "Yes, you are correct with that assumption. I am a water dragon." Andrej took a lot of pride in being recognised for what he was, right off the bat like this. Pausing for a moment, he reached up to touch a horn thoughtfully, before reaching out a hand for a handshake, "A pleasure to meet you Gideon of the naiads. I am Andrej, of the deep sea water dragon clan. There is much that most do not know of the many water dragon clans...unlike fire dragons, water dragons are sometimes born with up to seven pairs of horns on their heads. The horns are used in tandem with natural dragon magic in order to predict the weather with accuracy, though there was a misconception back in the ancient times that my kind could control the weather..." And so, the water dragon continued on about some clan traditions, mundane or interesting, he continued forth...

Jack, Dagr, Ajala, Arcana, Fiona

Jack nodded.

“That’s good then” Jack said with a smile as he relaxed a bit. He looked on as the Naga checked on the plant. Then he heard his large friend speak up. Jack listened with a grin as Dagr started talking about the tree. He poked his tongue out with a silly expression as his friend glanced to him. With an excited smile, he listened to his friend invite the others to come with them. He knew that his friend sometimes had problems with making friends so he was happy to see him like that. After looked at the plant that had been injured in the scuffle, Jack wanted to help, but he had a bad track record with plants having accidentally burnt down his garden when he was young. He figured it would be best if he didn’t touch the plant, but could see that the others were upset.

“Yea, you should come with us” Jack said as he stood up. “It’s this magic tree that grants wishes and is all cool and pretty!” He said excitedly as he imagined the tree. As he excitedly moved around, he lost his footing and slipped. He shifted into his wolf form so he could make a safe landing. Rolled over in the air, he landed with a small thud. He shook off the startling landing and glanced over to the others, barking before turning back into his human form and scratching his head.

“Whoops” He said with an embarrassed grin, laughing before taking a seat at his friend’s feet. “I would help you with the plants, but I think I would just make things worse if I tried” He said over to the gardening club members. Jack really did want to help and it was making it hard for him to sit there without jumping around. He looked over at the greenhouse and let out a small sigh. ‘Hope she is okay’ He thought to himself.

Gideon, Andrej

Gideon listened carefully, absorbing the legends and stories of the ocean. Andrej's words conjured up images of deep sea canyons, forests of tall seaweed and shoals of iridescent fish. So much could be found in the ocean. So much life, and beauty. The naiad found himself wishing he'd been born a nereid, or perhaps an oceanid. He quickly quashed the thought. However inviting the ocean sounded, it could not possibly compare to the sweet sound of a trickling stream or the caress of the morning mist rolling off a river.

Then he heard something. Footfalls, a way off, but approaching.
"Andrej!" Gideon cried to the water dragon, who had stopped talking and was staring at him oddly. "Someone is coming!"