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Crystal thing, what are you talking about? That's not why Lily is here..... My god keeps me going....if he thinks i need to be here, I need to be here. Plus, don't base us on human life spans....even Lily would have lived to a couple hundred years, if not for her soul problems. *Esben brightened* Do you appreciate a good mead Myth, my friend? I make an excellent elderberry brew. Sweet and mellow, just like me....heh heh...* he lowered his voice* And i have a few stories about Lily. Where should i start?

((heh, meant to say cat has some kind of shattered thing. sorry sweatdrop )) "i'm sorry, i guess i've just had too many human friends who haven't quite lived long enough. it's good to know you'll all last. elderberries huh? i can't say i've ever tried them, but i'd definently love to have a taste." he shifted a little getting into a more comfey position. "what do you enjoy most? i know very little about her life, and you were at her birth tell what you remember liking."

Esben continued* Keaira wasn't entirely correct, i wasn't there for her birth. My mate and I were invited to witness the moon naming ceremony and dance. When i arrived to give Ursus's blessing, Lily was about 2 and a half days old. *Esben smiled to himself and shared an image with Myth of a jet black kitten, with a white star and cresent moon on her forehead, curled up fast alseep in a basket next to her beaming father, who she was a feminine replica of, and then a memory of the kitten in a young white tiger's arms, wrapped in an amethyst blanket, except for her shoulders and arms, batting contently and lazily at a peacock feather, her blue kitten eyes glowing* She hides the star and moon, but she still has them. The mark of one touched by a Goddess or God. Look at the other priests and priestess here and you'll see similar marks. These are the elite, the best of the best here. Anyways, I first saw her at 2 and half days, and by 3 days she was marked as an amazon. *Esben laughed out loud and started to gesture with his hands* The old crones were in charge of the moon ceremony, an introduction to Luna. That old crone must have pinched her tail or crushed a paw, because as the old girl held Lily up to the moon, Lily swung around, her little claws barely hard, and swiped and spit at that crone for all she was worth. The old biddy was so surprised she dropped Lily! *By now Esben was roaring with laughter* And she couldn't get near that kitten after that...Lily held a grudge or something and hissed and growled for all her little lungs were worth.....Metea and Gwydion were shocked. We couldn't figure it out, she wasn't old enough to know what was going on. Now the best part is, this is when Lily met Kellan, the white tiger i showed you. At the time, Kellan was about 7 summers older, and a worse klutz you never saw. The Cat People were also agile, and Kellan at the time showed none of any of the grace of his clan. He was all arms and legs, all usually flying in seperate directions. He was standing next to the platform the crones were on, and caught Lily before she hit the ground. Forget being dumbfounded at Lily, we couldn't belive Kellan had pulled it off. Well, Lily took one sniff at Kellan and that was it. She was his or he was hers; haven't decided which. Settled right down and purred. Now old Alima, the clan wisewoman, took one look at what had transpired and smoothed everything out....shoved the other crone off the platform and yanked Kellen and his bundle on. Did the rest of the ceremony with Kellan in place.....and everything went off without a hitch. Couldn't have been better. At the end Alima declared Lily to have an amazon's soul, and pretty much set her path. She would never have been a warrior otherwise. She was the first daughter, and she should have been raised in the temple, as a priestess. Instead she was raised in the amazon's quarters. Her mother saw to her religious education, but it all took place in the barracks. The crones rolled the bones for days over that one....Metea and Gwydion were frantic. Lily of course, slept through the aftermath, perfectly content, the little hellraiser. That crone and Lily never got along after that...Lily must have remembered something. That crone wasn't well liked anyways, if anything it made Lily a clan favorite, but Metea couldn't stand to hear about it after that. Of course, Lily didn't see Kellan again until she'd grown a bit...maybe 14 or 15 summers..that was partly her training and partly Metea...but their fate was set...Ahhhh.....Alima....who knew...*Esben shook his head, still chuckling, still seeing the images in his mind, sharing what he could*

(( Hey, i had nothing to do....and needed a memory....heh heh....there you go. and come on...gimme something to work with. goof.)

(( ok, i post huge post's twice, at least give me a comment or something! razz Stories over BTW. ))

*wanders through the pagoda, not exactly sure of what she ha done or was doing, inspecting the decoratie pieces Cat had created for the home-y touches and sifting through her bags, almost forgetting what she was, who she was and the questioning word 'why' circled the beginnings of many questions she vaguely thought of as she paced around, almost in a trance or dreamlike state; her creature companions followed her away move, their expressionful(word?) eyes filled with worry, each slowly backing off and settling down on the bed area, their eyes continuing where their feet had left off* ....... *her still silver paw finds one of the intruments, the shining Syngh, and pulls it up to her eyes, which finally focus and clear as they scrutinize the intricate work of the fascinating piece; frowning a bit and placing it to her lips, she begins to play, softly at first then growing louder as the magic of the music fills her ears and body, flowing out the open pagoda, the notes carrying a strange mixture of confused feelings and unclear mind, the player almost wishing she could add the right words to complete the song and release what she somehow couldn't do otherwise*

((edited...heh, also, if you want to hear a lot from myth just give him a few drinks and he'll sing like a bird. not a lot of alcohol resistance.))

"ah, i see, so you two weren't the only ones there. heh, i've been a solitary creature so long i never officially learned the etiquettes of group living." he sipped a bit of the mead. "ahhh..*closes eyes*..that's good."