It was a cool evening as Nokomis walked with her daughter Aurora. It had been awhile now since she had told her of the truth of she came to find her basket and that she was not her birth mother, but in her heart she knew it did not matter. That bond was there, that precious mother-daughter bond that she had only heard about from her home land and she treasured it so, but they also had a friendship.
They had spent the day gathering herbs and doing some flying lessons and now with the sun beginning to sink in the sky Nokomis looked down at Aurora with her warm smile as they reached a small but peaceful lake in the forest. "Sweet Aurora today I wish to teach you something new. Today we are going to learn how to be a lady. Today we will learn about manners."
