Meissa had received a very special gift! It was a very pretty feather! A robed visitor handed it to her and said it would grant her any wish she could ever think of but she had to use it carefully. Oooh, she had been so excited! Of course dad was wary, so Meissa had to skitter away and admire it elsewhere. She really liked the fluffy comfy room full of pillows and silks in the cathedral so that was where she buried herself now, holding the feather between her paws and rubbing it between her pads so that it sent flecks of sparkling, starry dust scattering everywhere.
Amun had come back here to sleep, so she had rested herself beside their chrysalis; sometimes she did this and blabbered about nothing, like storytelling, because of course Amun's hibernating body would want to hear all about her stories. Wow, what would she wish for! She was grinning ear-to-ear, looking about the room with her legs splayed out behind her, tail brushing idly along the pillows.
She fluttered to her feet suddenly, her butterfly-like wings lifting her up quickly as she let the feather rest on the silk beneath her.
Amun was supposed to be super powerful, right!? A king of the gods!? Then they should know how to use ALL the elements, right? Except the WEIRD ones!
"Okay special feather, I know what I want!" she announced proudly, then closed her eyes and puffed out her chest.
"I WISH..." she began, squeezing her eyes shut more.
"I WISH AMUN KNEW EVERY SPELL!!! But not the scary ones!"
With a pop and fizz, the wishfeather disintegrated in a puff of cosmic purple-gold stars. Amun's chrysalis surged with an influx of mana. Circling around it were swirling, soft clouds glittering with tiny, sparkling stars of lilac and gold—Amun would wake with the knowledge of every elemental spell, although they'd still only be a Fledgling...
Meissa's eyes blinked rapidly and she skipped around the room in gliding flutters.
"Yay! Yippe! Wow!" she barked, doing circles around the chrysalis.
"Wahoo! Good for you Amun! How cool! The King of the Gods! The King of the Gods!"
She would tire out soon enough and although she napped near the chrysalis for some time, the newly-imparted magic would take a while to weave its way into Amun's being. So, sadly, Meissa had to take her leave of the cathedral and return home lest her dad grow angry with her for being away too long.
