Dovefeather finished her prayers by the Eyes of the All Mother that morning before setting off on a usual walk around Eridanus. She had tried many times to map out the lands of her home, but the trees seemed to move every day-- perhaps she was growing dilusional. If only her sisters were around to guide her with the whisper of the plants. She shook her head and padded onward, ignoring the warnings that buzzed through her minds.

The All Mother was still ill, but the feline had begun to find coping measures. All through Eridanus, the All Mother left other signs for her. She had gathered vines and was beginning to learn how to weave them together to hold important items on her person. Chief among them was a glowing stick that seemed to grow strong and fade depending on what seemed like random chance. A gift given to her by another seer-- it was an important artifact. She also had numerous bird bones, fragile and easy to break, and she did her best to read them when she got the chance.

By eating birds and reading their bones, as well as listening to the pulsing radiance of the stick, she felt like she was getting close. The feather dangling at her ear lit her way even through the darkest of paths in the underbrush, and today she stumbled across something curious. A glinting cyan sphere revealed itself in the glow of her new light.



Curious, the kitten knelt down and sniffed at it, her pale yellow eyes observing the perfect smoothness of the blue gem. It had been abandoned here, nearly forgotten by time, but it seemed that it was too small to yet hold a gembound. What was it, then? She twitched her tail and picked up the cold sphere, wondering to herself if the All Mother had guided her here, somehow, to find this treasure.

If so... What was she supposed to do with it?

"Basil Speech" "Dovefeather Speech"

The sheath of darkness slid away from the round gemstone as soon as the light of the cat's feather touched it. Suddenly warmed by the glow of light, the gemstone seems to surge with life. A wave of magic extends from the kyanite, pulling at the cat, as though the stone is reaching out to her. It wants to be rescued.

It was a peculiar feeling, but the rex blinked and took the gem without a worry in the world. If it really was a sign from the All Mother, then it only made sense for her to take it back to her nest.

She carried it in her mouth for now, but she knew that she would be best to make a place to keep it and the stick soon, so she could carry them with her. Unfortunately, the little Dove had no idea how to create a satchel of any sort. Perhaps her sister could weave something together with the plants?

The feline retreated, heading back the way she had came. Her once white paws were deeply stained black by the rich soil as she raced home, back to the Eyes. She was extremely careful not to swallow the stone-- that would be a disaster-- and walked slowly between the Eyes so as to not slip and fall into the All Mother's waters while she was so filthy.

Dovefeather placed the stone among the glowing green stick in her nest of feathers and moss, using her paw to get it settled in quite comfortably. She sat by her nest, tail swaying back and forth, as she considered what the stone could be for.

Perhaps she could ask the All Mother...? The feline glanced back at the water, a shiver running down her spine. She would have better luck asking the source of the All Mother-- the massive Monarch in the center of Eridanus. Still, it was quite a way, and for now she just wanted to make sure the gem was comfortable in the warmth of her nest.

... Even though it was a rock, and by any standards, it shouldn't have feelings. She shook her head and wondered if she was really going bonkers.

"Basil Speech" "Dovefeather Speech"