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Without any reguard for the passing of time Airlia worked at a gradual pace doing her very best to not only form a pose but to do so fluidly in as natural and graceful a manner as she could. It was exausting, but tired as she was she felt invigorated at the same time. Refreshed of mind and spirit.

With a pleased pur the black and gold fluffy gently pushed her new possesion back to her room cautiously so as to not damage the gift she had been given. When it was safely in place she washed herself meticulously giving herself a complete grooming. It wouldn't do to have a clear mind and a dirty body. Feeling much more presentable Airlia pawed through her collection of scents to find something soft and airy. After applying the perfume she walked sedately towards the Elemental hall's kitchen in search of something to quell her noisy tummy.

When the hunger that had been pressing upon Airlia since she finished her training had abated but was not yet at the overy full stage, the spirit fluffy stood away from her bowl and stepped down from her place. After a quick grooming to make sure she hadn't left any of her meal behind the black and gold cat strode silently into the garden for a bit of meditation.

The breeze was cool on her face as she entered the private garden and made an obeisance in front of the mother's statue. Gazing around at the vairous plants she decided a bit of a walk was in order. Tranqualy she wandered the maze with no real purpous in mind save the clearing and relaxation of her mind.

Airila blinked her eyes open realizing that she had fallen asleep next to the little pond at the center of the garden's maze. The bright green hedges looked difrent in the daylight sparkling as they were with dew and contrasted next to the soft pink and yellow hews of the sunrise. Bidding the koi fair well she stood up stretching slowly before making her way back through the maze. At the threashold of the garden Airlia paused a moment before the mother to bow her dark head in prayer.

Ready now to face the day the dark cat lifted her head stepping lightly over the marble floor. Her room was her first destination, in order to retreave her begginer's book on yoga. Then it was off to the training hall for a bit of an early morning workout.

The training hall was empty when she entered and she set the book up against the wall so that she could look at the pages while she was doing the exersizes.

Aeira pawed at the water. she was feeling really hot but the water was still so cold. unlike must cats so liked gthe water but only when it was warm and when it was this hot outside.

she laided down knowing the water was to cold for her at the edge of the water. still leaveing just her paws in. when lily started to run in looking for her "Aeira!!" she called. but when she found her it was to late she could not stop running she ran into aeira hard pushing her into the water and makeing lily tumble in aftet her.

Closeing the leather bound book and gently sliding back into it's place Airlia smiled as her tail weaved a happy pattern in the air. "I believe I can manage it." She said with great satisfaction marching happily down the hall.
The garden would have everything she would need. Stepping lightly over the marble floor the spirit cat laughed under her breath. After all her searching she finally found something that she could make with her own four paws that she could gift to the goddess and those the Great Mother cared for.

Entering the garden the black and gold Cat bowed down before the statue before searching for the things she would need. Reeds of varing lengths, a strong thin leaf or stem for binding, a stick to help clean the reeds out and her own teeth and claws for carving the delicate insterments.

It would take a while to make her gift, but a gladness had filled her heart and she found the work to be a pleasure not a task. Humming softly the spirit cat closely examened reed after reed selecting only the ones she felt would make the sweetest sounds. When she found one she wanted she was careful to break it off at varying lengths so there would be many diffrent notes in the wind chimes she was going to make.

When she had enough to make her chimes, she set them down in a safe corner of the garden before going after the bindings. Hunting for the leaves and stems she would need took much more time than the even the reeds had, as it wasn't easy to find just the right combination of strength and flexibility.

Putting the bindings next to the reeds she wandered over to one of the small trees in the garden picking up a fallen branch that looked as if it would be the right size to clean out the reeds. Going back to her findings Airlia began the slow work of clearing the pith from inside the reeds. Cautiously she probed the reeds gently teasing the pith out leaving hollow tubes ready to be made into a musical insterment.

It took a great deal of time to get all of the reeds hollowed but once she was finished she didn't stop there. She wanted to string the reeds before the leaves and stems dried out too much. So Airlia knawed a hole in each reed and then carefully inserted the leaves and stems trwining the reeds together so they would tap against eachother as the wind blew. Her chimes were nearly finished. All she needed to do was to decorate the outsides of the reeds with shallow claw markings in a swirling design that was to represent the circle of life.

When the project was complete she stepped back to look at it. It wasn't a masterpeice by any means since she had only the simple things in the garden and her own body to use as tools and materials. But she had put her whole heart into the project and as such she knew the godess would be pleased. Holding the chimes up in the soft breeze blowing through the garden Airlia smiled as she heard the gentle restive sounds.

Tired from her work but happy Airlia carefully held her gift as she left the garden and then the elemental hall alltogether making her way to the one of the Goddesses temples.

The darkness had lifted and the morning light streamed through the prisms hanging in the window to cast rainbows in scattered patterns across the walls and floor. Airila roused slowly enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. Streatching the sleep from her body she gave her dark black and gold fur a quick grooming. There was much to do and she would have a proper grooming later, but it wouldn't do to start the day with a slovenly apperance.

Hopping off of her bed the spirit cat sauntered through the elemental hall to the kitchen where she seated her self as her food was presented before her. Steam rose from the mince meat pie that rested on the small white platter that had appeared before her.

Lowering her head she enjoyed the aroma wafting up from the savory dish. Bowing her head she thanked the Mother for her bounty before she dantily started into the delicious breakfast.

Gliding leasurly across the beautiful marble floors the spirit cat stepped up into a steaming bath. She relaxed into the warm scented water as the heat washed the strain from her weary muscles. Sighing happily she thought about what she wanted to do next. She had made the chimes for the godesses temple. But there was more than one temple. Perhaps she should make one for the other temple as well. She had never feared the godesses darker children. For life was a balance and spirit existed within both the realms of darkness and of light. Without darkness there could be no light. Without night there was no day. Those that dwelt within the shadows deserved The Mother's love as much as those who lived within the light. And she should honnor the Goddesses darker face as much as she reveired the her gentler aspect.

With this in mind she emerged from the sweet smelling water to dry herself on the towels that had been provided for her. Glancing at herself in her mirror she started off for the garden so she could collect what she needed for her gift.

Returning from her trip to the western woods in high spirits, the black and gold cat padded into the libary and selected the book of music and insterments from the lowest shelf. Pulling it over to a corner she opened up the tombe, curled up infront of the book and began to read. She was fasinated by music and wanted to learn how she might be able to make her own music.

Purring softly she flipped through the pages. There were so many insterments to pick from. But which one would suit her best? She would have to meditate on that question.