Welcome to Gaia! ::

This is one of the most relaxings spots any Pokemon could possibly dream of. In the middle of a quaint little forest is a magnificent display of nature at its best. A marble walkway leads the way to a pair of freshwater springs connected by a tiny stream. Both are made up of magnificent formations of multi-faceted crystals from which their name is derived. One is a perfectly heated temperture whilst the other is delightlfully freezing for those partial to cold temps. The stream connecting the two is just in between, creating a lukewarm feel.

Florandra

On noisy, metal wings, a large shadow swept over the twin pools of water before its master settled on the crystal formations.
Florandra had decided to get away from the Mercs and contemplate her life.
Rarely did she speak now-a-days, and she never removed the reins from her mouth.
There really was no point to her life besides to serve Jasper and the other Guild survivors.
For some reason... she was 'content' to live in such an empty way.
Wordlessly, the Skarmory waded into the freezing waters of one of the pools and soaked in the cool temps.

Florandra

Florandra's head had begun to sink down into the chilly waters as she grew drowsy.
A pain-stakingly amiliar voice however, brought that head shooting right back up.
Sightless eye sockets cast about in search of the voice.
"N-Nico...? her rarely used voice croaked out hopefully.
Carefully she edged in the direction of the shoreline.

Florandra

At hearing that first hissed comment, she cringed, almost afaid he was mad at her.
It was still beyong her comprehension that her wonderful Nico was still alive.
She had thought he had perished with the others and had given up on ever being happy but now...
Tears streamed down the sides of her face and she allowed the reins to be torn off.
Although she could not see him, she felt the furred body of the Weavile on her back and twisted her head around to nuzzle him.
"I... I missed you so much Nico! They... They don't understand me at all." she choked out, shivering.

Florandra

Milly actually wondered if she was dreaming.
Discreetly she scratched at one claw with the other and sighed in relief as she felt pain.
Now she listened with rapt attention, her every nerve quivering with excitement.
"Something that will understand me? Us?" she said softly, marveling at the idea.
Hearing the gentle rustle of movement, she waited for him to continue.
When his command was given she didn't even pause.
The other Guild survivors meant nothing to her in comparison to Nico.
Nico who had always been there for her and loved her even after she had been mutilated.
"Of course, Nico! Anything for you~"she whispered.
Smiling for the first time in years, she blushed at the kiss and flicked her golden tail over him.

Florandra

Although the bird was sightless, she swore she could have 'felt' the little smile he gave.
It felt almost like the old times when he had still just been a shy Sneasel.
But what was this? The very world would be theirs?
The Skarmory held no arguement, knowing she would go to the ends of the earth if the Weavile so asked.
"You can count on it, love." she chirped, even after he was long gone.
Replacing the reins (questions would be raised if they disappeared) she took to the skies and returned to the guild.