After being told of a story of stones that would keep you warm in the cold and cool in the heat, she didn't believe it. There couldn't be one of those around. Deciding to figure out this story, the kiokote took it upon herself to find the answer. She followed the trail that was suppose to make it to the stones. The kin tracks disappeared but the other critter tracks stayed. "What is this?" Before she knew it, Delicate Beauty had found it.
She stood, staring at the stones. Never before had she seen them, though there they were. The area seemed familiar, but it wasn't. Not in that way. Edging up to them, she looked closer to see if they told a story or something about when they came to be here. Nothing but the weather seemed to have touched these stones. "What are these doing here?" She glanced about the open field, yet no sign seemed to show anything passed through the stones. Every mark seemed to be on the outside, like nothing was allowed in.
To make sure, the pink doe walked around the outer area. All tracks seemed to veer off at one point or another. The closest looked to be, well, her hooves. They are the only ones to go up to the stones themselves. She looked at them closer, trying to get a sense of them, but nothing came along. "I must be missing something." She took a break trying to figure it. Plopping her rear against a stone that had sun blasting on it, there was no heat. Not a single speck was given to her pink butt. "What in the?" She turned to look at it. Turned to look back up at the sky where the sun was blinding her eyes as she looked towards it.
With a curious look, Delicate went to the one were the sun was on the opposite side. Expecting it to be cold, the Kiokote doe slowly lowered her rear down. Not only was it warm, it was HOT! Jumping from the stone, she went to cool her behind on the grass. "Why is that hot and the other cold, when they are in the opposite environment?" Pondering it, Delicate walked to each stone in the shaded area. They each gave off a different temperature. "I wonder if they work in the rain the same way? How do they know to change?" So many questions and only her around to find the answers.
She looked at the one that gave off heat. There was no smoke to show it was heated by fire, so what was making it? Having a gut feeling, Delicate dug in the ground. She moved far enough away that it wouldn't disturb the stones as she dug. Deep, to the point it seemed the Zikwa would live there. She found the answer. Weeks of digging, since she did have to find food, the secret was in front of her. And she wouldn't say a word.
