Welcome to Gaia! ::

Without the need to climb Titania floated from the tree tops to land silently upon tiny delecate toes. She was a small cougress, even for her age she was very dainty in her appearance. miling to everyone she passed she held a mass of plants in her arms. Some were flowers others were simply herbs with sweet heady scents which filled the air as she passed.

Making her way to a little spot in the clearing which she had set up the night before she set to work to light a small fire, her herbs and flowers set to one side where she could easily access them.

Once the small fire was burning she puurred softly and pulled one of the herbs from her pile, throwing it on the fire a purple lick of smoke kissed the air and after a moment took on the shape of a bird. The crackle of the fire could perhaps be mistaken for this birds call. The little female smiled and nodded. she hoped people would like her little display it was the only way she knew tro honor the godess of life.

While her mother was busy at the cooking fires, Mau managed to slip away from the excitement. This was one of those times of the year when her dullness was exceptionally noticable. A little ways away, there was a dainty green and pink colored fairy cougar tending to a fire. Drawn by the scents, Mau wandered over, careful to stay partially hidden.

Oh but who says she's that blind.

"You eat a bug or something kitten? Keep that in your mouth!"

The grumpy old cougar had been begged to join the festival this year since she was most knowledgeable of the old stories and tales. However she was watching the young winged one making shapes in the fire. But then she was confronted by the surly kitten.

"Learn how to do what kitten. Speak to the point! If only give one direction a party will lose its way forever. You must be more detailed."

"I don't apologize for telling kittens what I see in their act. Its ment to open up your eyes as to how others see you! I don't care what you think of yourself, how you show what you think of yourself is more important. It commands respect. And right now you don't command all that much.

As for the birthing, it is best learned in practice. Find another pregnant mother and feel her bell. Get an idea of where the kitten's head and rear are. A baby must be head down to come out. But you must be gentle lest you hurt them. For they are like a butterfly's wings. Strong enough to withstand the mightyest wind but can be torn apart by the careless hand."

Timore wrapped he blanket ever more tightly about her body stealing all the strength and courage that she could from it. "Teach me! Please.... I... I want to know how you do what you do."

She pulls the blanket tighter still so she is almost in a coccoon the blanket is so tight as she squishes up her eyes. "Teach me!" That is all she says. "After the Festival." She seems to add as an afterthought staying there and trying to exert her will on the old cougar to get her to do what Timore wanted.

Sensing that the conversation was over, Mau waited a bit to make sure that the old cougar's attention was no longer on Timore. Then, she approached them shyly, and tugged on Tabitha's tail to get her attention.

"Please, um..Healer, m'am? Would you tell us a story?"

She looked up hopefully. The old healer knew the best stories and although she often resisted, she was the best at telling them!