Who am I, really?

Voltage would chuckle softly as she asked her innocent question, and he couldn't help but be reminded so fully of Illie. Oh how he missed her. "Years of practice" Slowly he'd stretch out to lay on his belly, looking at her fully as he waited for her to explain. But he wasn't expecting what she said, at all. Slowly he blinked, confusion crossing his face before he sighed. Oh, astrea. Before he could continue, she did, and it left him completely distraught. His brows pinched slightly as he looked at her, knowing how she felt. Voltage was sort of misnamed himself, lightning over energy, but that didn't mean anything in the long run. "C'mere." he said softly, curling slightly to invite her to lay at her side. "Astrea was...only half right. See, her element is the stars, that's the element she most represents. She is a creature that lives in the clouds, while her paws are glued to the ground. She is meant to guide us spiritually through our lives as elementas and help us connect to our element, or the universe itself." He said softly, looking out at the stars that dusted the sky. "But Astrea isn't a star. She cannot always shine when it is dark, she cannot always lead the way. She is mortal, just like us. Because she isn't always on target, does that mean stars are no longer her element?" He asked softly, looking back at the young girl again. "Your father is ice, an unyielding, unfeeling, cold element. But he has the warmest heart I have ever met. Do you think we should take away his element because he has warmth to him?" He whispered before he smiled.

"Frost is a beautiful element, Seraphiel, and it matches you perfectly." He whispered softly, smiling. "You haven't seen it, but I will show you next winter. When the temperature drops so fast, and the water along the beach freezes, its like a race. It runs along the beach, freezing in beautiful drops, as quick as can be. It is unyielding, young and curious. It freezes our breath in the air infront of us, so we can see it for the only a second. It uncovers secrets, and as it ages it grows thicker, and stronger but never any less beautiful and graceful." He said softly, looking to her and smiling softly. "Every element is gorgeous, and never in black and white. Astrea may have been looking at the negatives of your element, and missing the gentle beauty we take for granted. Its your destiny to show her the beautiful crystals of your frost."

He took a breath then, looking back out at the horizon. "I was named for the lightning that streaks across the sky, crackling in the dark and lighting even the strongest of storms. It can be seen as a scary, angry, damaging element, but to me it is playful, chasing the thunder, rain and storms across the sky. I feel the energy that crackles the air, making the world feel more alive for only a second, before disappearing again." He looked back at her then, expectantly, hoping she understood. "If you only looked at the angry, crackling of lightning, there's no possible way I could match it. But take the beauty, take the natural elegance of it, and it almost fits me to a T, don't you think? We cannot say what you match, or who you are. Even someone that should be our guide through these questions. Only you can."

"Burn Baby Burn"