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One page in particular caught Airlia's eye. There was an insterment that wouldn't take much more skill to make than the chimes. Tapping the image of the flute lightly with her paw the spirit cat pursed her lips. "This will be a little more challanging than the chimes I think. But I've never minded a challange." The black and gold cat thought with a smile. " I shall have to take care that I find diffrent plants to take the reeds from. I wouldn't want to injure any of the plants in the garden. But I'll do that tomorrow, I've done quite a enough for today. I think I'll go find something to eat next."

Standing up with a stretch Airlia closed the book she had been reading and slid it back into place. Humming softly under her breath the spirit cat strode out of the room making her way across the hall to the well appointed kitchen. Hopping into up onto her place she waited paiently as a bowl filled with tender fowel appeared before her. After her normal prayer she ate slowly savoring the lightly seasoned meat.

The flower-like bed within the room dedicated to the elemental of Earth bloomed.. Stiffling a yawn Garland emerged, grumbling slightly to himself. Lately the elemental had been rather moody, and he knew it. Briefly, he wondered if it was a normal thing as he made his way to the kitchen.

Dispite the room's obvious design for something more humanoid, Garland had no difficulty reaching anything if he chose to excersize his abilities. He ate.. and he ate well, stuffing himself wantonly. And after, he graciously replaced everything that wasnt used, and cleaned what little mess he had left after.

With another yawn and a stretch, he made his way to the library. Mountains of books smiled at him with knowledge of olde and new.. Selecting a few with wooden vines from the shelves themselves, he made his way to a table to read over them.

Faster and faster he swung the staff, criss-crossing it before him, behind him, slowly adding and trying different variations to it.. He practiced until finally he miss-stepped at the wrong moment, cracking the fast moving end of the staff across his own shin. He grunted, winced and dropped to one knee as he rubbed at what will be a welt and a bruise.

After another moment he stood, taking his weapon back to the rack he retrieved it from and exited the training room. Witha light limp, he made his way to the library, where he took several books on wielding staves, spears and pole-axes, as well as one instructing on proper bow technique.. though, he prefered the three-fingered style over the old ways.

Here he read, ignoring the sharp pain until it dissolved into a mild dull ache. Shortly after, he replaced the books and made his way to the kitchens to eat. It was strange though.. in all this time, he'd not seen his brothers or sisters for some time.. Perhaps they were simply out doing other things..

((I've given ownership of the water elemental back to Sango, she's free to play now))

((Did anyone ever come to claim the Fire Elemental?))

Though she loved the water, she desided to bathe in the sun instead for a little while. Slowly raising to her feet, she brushed her hair behidn her shoulders before walking up the sandy beach a little to where a patch of sun broak though the trees. lowering to the ground again, she stretched out with a soft purr of contentment.

Aeria turned over to her side then unmeaning she rolled out of the couch and fell face first into the floor. Luckily there was a pillow to stop her face from hitting to hard. She looked up and out the window to she one of her roommates. She pushed her self to her knees and titled her head a bit. It was the water one.

Airlia walked slowly though the maze garden of the elemental hall listening to the soft sounds of nature all around her, her dark tail waving gracefuly in her wake. A cool breeze blew causing the leaves of the hedges on either side of the walkway to rustle. Farther away she could hear the chiming of the wind chime that had been set before the statue of the mother.

Padding forward on silent paws she bent before the image of the goddess offering up a prayer before beggining her dayly meditations.

Closing her eyes she settled herself feeling the flow of life all around her. Sitting very still she allowed her awarness to expand letting her mind reach beyond that wich was purely physical. The spirt cat extended her thoughts outward to the forests where her fellow cats lived and wached them through half lidded eyes.