[b]Ajala, Students around the vicinity of the Tree of Dreams[/b]

Ajala returned Simon's greeting with a small smile and a polite nod. Unlike the gregarious and, on occasion, scatter-brained centaur, the nagini wasn't a figure of friendliness, but found him to be a comforting and amicable company in what conversations they had every now and then. She would occasionally slither pass during his training with the Jousting club and found his determination and hard work ethos to be admirable to her. From time to time, a part of her felt that she should talk to him more often about other topics, even when there was no direct need for her to do so, and she kept this idea in mind, but she had been unable to act on it for whatever reasons.

On the other hand, she had a less favorable view of Isaac and merely sighed to his flirty wink. The succubus was too promiscuous to her liking and she found him to be a student with clashing habits to hers at best, and a nuisance at worst. His looks and personality made him a hot topic amongst female and male students of all classes, but she didn't find him to be as interesting as they thought he was. Perhaps she simply placed very little emphasis on physical appearance or sexual desires compared to most female students. Still, she tolerated his antics as long as it was nothing more than harmless flirting or jest.

With his sight on the emotionally battered harpy, however, the nagini's protective instincts kicked in.

The Tree of Dreams was kept hydrated thanks to a man-made stream of water around the gigantic, colorful tree, keeping it alive and vigorous. A giant tree needed a lot of steady water supply and a lot of steady water supply meant more freedom for her to act. Unaware of the identity of the two students she was unfamiliar with, the one with bluish tint to his skin and the horned one, she called upon her power of hydrokinetism, still as undeveloped as her very young age. Looking at the makeshift stream, she took a deep breath and slowly lifted her hand as a short tower of water, just as tall as Arcana from head to claw, slowly emerged from the flowing water. While it may look simple, it required most of her focus to be able to hold the liquid steady in its jiggling tower form. Holding her concentration steady, she turned to Isaac and warned, "Leave her alone, Isaac. She doesn't need you bothering her right now."