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"Dancing, Dancing..." She recalled easily, "No danger for the dancing girl." She shrugged and bit her lip, "It doesn't make much sense for Anezka...so...I'm confused...that's why I came to you to also find a way to protect her. I was hoping that maybe the sandals could do something. Maybe guard her steps and keep her from harm."

Aneka's ear twitched and she tilted her head, "Isn't it normally more smart to run from danger? Not dance around?" She looked back and forth between Val and Shy, then shrugged "You are right, Val, my banya is always straight forward with her predictions...so...I guess all I can do is take your advice..." She sighed and then stood up, "Thank you...I guess that's all you can for us right now." Anezka took the sandals from the table, put them on and began to lace them up her leg, "I don't know how to dance, though, Val...not any good, anyways."

Finishing with her sandals, Anezka smiled and stood up, nodding and leaning to give Val a hug. "Thank you, Val..." She said politely. Leshya'e smiled at Valelldia and then took Anezka's hand, walking out of Whistle Sticks and heading back to Varekai.

Val was pleased to see that the person on the other side of WhistleStick's door was a lively, energetic Heather. Too often, those within her care came to her with long, drawn faces, and the meij on their minds. It was a nice departure.

"Heather! How nice to see you. Please, come in." The gypsy stood back to give the woman room, then indicated a soft bench covered in cushions. She herself sat behind her boon table- an automatic gesture.

"And to what do I owe this pleasure today?"

"May I?" Valelldia reached out and took the delicate decanter from Heather. She turned it sideways in her hands, marvelling on the sheer luminescence of it, and its powder within.

"Well, the little vial itself is made of diamond-glass. Spun, probably. Valuable in itself. But I don't think it has any magical properties." Then, she pulled the diamond stopper from its neck and examined the insides with a trained eye. Almost immediately, a flash that would have been imperceptible to Heather caught Valelldia's eye and she smiled, putting the stopper back in its place.

"Well, the dust is most certainly enchanted. And its seems 100% pure, as well- no grey magic here. What it does- I don't quite know, yet. I'm not very well-versed in jewelry magic. But I will study on it, and also, we should keep a look out for jewelers- specifically gypsy jewelers, who might be able the question of what the enchantment is."

"They also create fire," Valelldia said, remembering the mermaid pearls that had been her mothers, and that she had passed on to this woman. "If you throw one to the ground, a tunnel of fire will burst into the air in a furious tunnel, echoing to the sky. And they can create the illusion of a second moon. Once, my mother used the illusion to not only create the light to escape the salt mines, but also to frighten away the heypilks who live there- they were so startled by the magical display that they left us be."

After the wagon ordering ceremony Silver could be seen quickly leaving Weathered Melody, scrying bowl in one hand and Khevashi in the opposite arm. She made a beeline for Whistle Stick and gently knocked on Val's door. "Val? I... I've brought my scrying bowl... a-as you requested." She didn't want to say anything else until she saw the other woman face to face. The truth was, she was worried for the wagon mother, yet again. She, like so many who dealt with the meij on a daily basis, seemed plagued with more sorrows than any one person should have to endure, especially after tonight's ceremony. The children had grown, yes, but it was no joyous occasion. The childre - Aisrhan. Silver suddenly realized she hadn't seen her daughter since before the Banya incident. She instantly resolved not to panic. One more thing to bother Valelldia with... she thought, and sighed. Aisrhan, you'd better be alright. She waited anxiously for Valelldia to open the door.