Caves, this kid was dumbs as rocks. Though that might be insulting the rocks, she mused. Kitty startled a bit as he interrupted her to flail around on the branch, but she righted herself and nodded sagely, regaining her composure. "I have seen you, yes. It seems that destiny has brought you to me."
She had absolutely no idea what ne or sensei meant, but at this point, she was just rolling with it. Her ear flicked to indicate she was listening to him, but in the meantime, her mind was working. Great power? Unappreciated? She wracked her brain for what he could have been talking about, and then slowly caught up to him. Oh, she thought. He's an *arrogant* idiot. Kitty paused and turned to look at him, her expression somber. "So that is what happened to Canis," she said morosely, rather certain that that was not, in fact, what happened to Canis. "What terrible purpose you have been burdened with, young hero. Few of us even have parents-- how unfortunate for you to have already lost them." Not that he looked to any degree like a hybrid whatsoever. She was pretty sure he'd just came up with that spontaneously as well.
"What is your name, young hero?" she asked as they began to approach her tree, high above the well-hidden Voidcrawlers camp. It was, at least for her, something akin to paradise. Mats woven together out of sticks, grass, and occasionally vines and cord for stability provided walkways between near-together branches, stable and thick enough to hold her weight. It curved part-way around the tree, leading to her tree-hollow den with its own bedding, though she was clearly experimenting with using different things as curtains. Currently, she had some vines stuck up with tree sap, but a couple of them had already fallen off.
Soft, warm light filled the whole space -- various baubles were everywhere, but some twenty-five round, polished stones of pink thulite lay in a spiral around the main event. The path from the hollow led to a wide, mostly flat grass mat balanced on several branches, carefully stowed with cord and sticks to allow it to hold more weight than the others. It had room for and could perhaps safely hold three of Kitty comfortably, but luckily, her current guest wasn't very heavy.
The spiral of thulite was around the perimeter, and created a clearing of sorts where sat a soft lavender bowl about two-thirds of the way filled with water sat directly in the middle. Kitty approached the bowl and sat down on the far side of it, straightening herself. This was a thick part of the canopy, even in the middle of the day, so the many baubles provided most of the light -- a few small stones with magic on them even hung from overhead limbs on grass or bark cords. It seemed that Kitty had grown quite good at crafting in the past few cycles.
"Sit here, across from me," she indicated. "And be careful -- this is a sacred place, where Fate and I become one." She looked into her bowl for a moment and dipped her front paws in it before briefly taking a moment to wash her face. "You have heard of me before, hero -- I presume this means you brought some form of payment?" It was one of the most consistent things she sent her guests home with. A pretty rock, a flower, an unusual leaf, feathers or found stones -- she took just about anything pretty or interesting as payment, and in return, she told the future (or past). If he doesn't have anything, I'll probably give him one anyway, she mused. I need to get him to the Collector.
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