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Ligeia found himself glancing at the crystal that was hovering near to him and a part of him rather wanted something like that if it could aid him in the spell casting process, "Sometimes, to make my spells easier I will get help from Vorel." He told the teacher, wanting to share the different tricks that he'd picked up since he'd taken up the Magical Arts.

The owl lifted his hands up and made a motion with them, making the shards of ice spread out a bit farther away from him so he could set to adding more to the group again. He had to pause to take a deep breath, letting it out slowly so that he could steady out the flow of power from the well of it he was working with and the mass of shards that were whirling around him. This was getting a bit tougher, reminded him of when he really pushed himself during flight or when he was attempting to run to up his stamina or worse when he was attempting to swim.

"I feel a bit winded but how am I doing so far?" He asked, glancing over at Zyane with his dark eyes, looking a little guilty when he saw the way the teacher was shivering.

"Chants, not often. There was one but it was more me doing to to concentrate on breaking my element in half." He explained, pushing a bit more power into the shards he had out thus far to add to them, making them stronger, and adding to them so that they wouldn't crumble away. Concentration and focus seem to be everything.

"Believe me, I know what its like to run into things... scary on my own." He said, his wings giving a bit of a flutter, "I have ended up standing up to not one but two Black Dragons... not fun at all." He murmured, not something he ever wanted to do again.

Vorel, who had until now only been watching looked at the teacher in a slightly narrowed eyed manner, "I won't leave you alone to have to defend yourself again, Geia." He said in a very grouchy tone in the Draconic they shared.

Geia looked over his shoulder and smile, "I know, I trust you." He told the dragon in an assuring manner. He didn't want the words of the teacher to get to him after all, not since he was still not pleased over being unable to protect him when Keir was being mean to him.

"I know, I just seem to have bad luck with having one that really isn't a fan of mine being partnered up with my boyfriend." He said as he made a motion with his hand hand as he watched the shards. This wasn't doing much for him he thought to himself and gave a little sigh. This was just... shard, more then he made normally and larger as well but nothing more then shards and he didn't feel what he expected to feel at pushing himself. It was a little frustrating as well that his teacher was giving comments here and there but left the leading of the class to him and he wasn't sure exactly what to do.

He reached out and turned his hand, slowly closing it into a fist and that drew all the shards closer to each other and he allowed them to do as Zyane's earlier spell had done, burst into snow before he drew his hands together to start over, "I don't feel like I am pushing myself hard enough." He murmured, looking into his hands as he drew up a ball of ice once more, "Chath pushes himself far harder, he duels with his dragon. I am just... weak." He muttered.

"I think at times that its a lot of Keir pushing him to do so. Its why he dislikes me so much, when Chath comes to hang out with me makes it so hes not training himself." He said, letting the ball hover over his hands as he watched the ice spear that Zyane summoned up before he shook his head. That wasn't what he wanted to do at all...

"I don't want to fight... I don't want to hurt anyone but... at the same time I don't want to just stand there like a lump while people get hurt in front of me again!" He gave a jump as the ball trembled then burst as his magic power spiked as it did at times when his emotions got the best of him. He sighed as he went to summon it back to his hands once more, "Next time... it might not be so 'lucky'. Next time the one getting hurt might not be able to regrow what was lost..."

He looked over at the teacher, "I... want to be able to do more, to take care of people. Its all I really want."

Geia glanced over at the teacher and seemed to be starring at him for a long moment then slowly nod, "As though I don't know that." He murmured to himself, of course a shard wasn't a shield... but he'd told the teacher the shards were the first thing he'd learned to do and multiplying them was what he was supposed to help in testing his limits. This class seemed to be getting tougher and tougher, making the owl not like directing it even more.

"Chath and I have discussed shielding spells but... I will admit I got a little side tracked with learning a couple of other spells recently. I haven't made many attempts at the shields yet." He sounded embarrassed. He was wasting so much time trying to figure out spells that would only benefit Ligeia himself, he was being a bit selfish in his learning wasn't he? Perhaps that was why Keir wanted to keep him and Chath apart? Being near to each other did sort of... color each other's training in a way, didn't it?

Ligeia starred at the teacher as he fired off questions rapidly and he starred at him before he dropped his gaze and shook his head, "I... don't know..." He murmured, "I should have thought it over more before I came here." He felt foolish yet again in another situation. First racing off to see Chath without thinking that ahead to doing that again with the magic class.

The owl lowered his hands to his sides and let his magic and all it had summoned fade away, "I am sorry, I wasted your time." He murmured, flushing darkly.

Geia flushed a bit as the teacher pat him on the shoulder, "Ahh..." He wasn't sure quite how to respond. It was a nice thing for the man to say but he still felt foolish for coming here without a plan. Was he to used to dealing with teachers that had lesson plans set up? Learn this, practice this, and here is a test... he didn't know how to deal with someone that told him to take lead because he wasn't a leader.

"Huh? A snowball? No... ice ball and a water ball both but no, not a snow ball." He said in answer to the teacher's question.

He watched the teacher as he worked on the ball of snow and listened closer to what was being said. He found himself thinking that he should in fact be able to summon snow since... well he was a snowy owl. It only made sense. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, to try to push aside from the earlier, negative feelings and held his hands up to work on trying to call for the snow. It was something oh-so-very slow going though as it was new and it was intricate work until the ice and water were.

"Do you... think its alright, that I want to socialize as well as work on magic? Or should I concentrate more on my studies?" The owl asked as he watched the whirling magic that was at work in his hands. He found himself worrying that maybe spending so much time playing was making him fall behind. Everyone told him he was to serious, should act his age but... now he was worrying that he shouldn't have listened. Worried he was spending to much time playing 'Mom' to his little sister as well.

"I don't want to fall behind or squander my power either."