Tapestries: Pablo - Saturday, February 17, 2007, 5:30 PM

You've been told to meet at the caern center, in the Umbra, the next night. When you get there, there's only one Garou already. A young woman, maybe a couple years older than you. She's dressed warmly, with coat and gloves, and has her brown hair up in a bun, and is wearing glasses, kind of a librarian look. You've seen her around but never been properly introduced. But she remedies this with a soft smile and a little wave when you arrive. "I don't think we've exchanged introductions before. I'm Patience, Watches-Shadows, cliath theurge of the Silver Fangs, twice daughter of Falcon."

Showing up in just his hat and coat, Shay waves. Then at the introduction, he has to wonder what a 'twice daughter' implies. "I'm Shay, Deedless-Wonder cliath theurge of the Children of Gaia."

Patience smiles a little at your lack of deedname, sticking her gloved hands in her fur-lined coat pockets. "You'll get one soon enough, I bet. Maybe even tonight, since we're talking about your vision, yeah? Congrats on your Rite, by the way. I bet it was tough, I've never been to one of the Umbral Realms. I'm kind of jealous." The other theurges begin to trickle in then, first Kelly and Tony's mentor, Gabby, followed by a pair of Get of Fenrir: one of the Guardians, Suzanne Speaks-with-Ravens, a dark-haired brooding woman, and the younger Ernest Calls-Ancient-Ghosts, who, like the rest of his packmates, is bare-headed. Suzanne gives you a nod, and shares a few words with Kelly, while Ernest stands alone, not meeting your gaze.

"Thanks. Really it was just long and daunting and draining." Upon spotting Gabby and Kelly, Shay sends a wave their way, smiling. He then quirks his brows at the other two theurges, but after a moment's consideration he decides if the guy wants to be kind of standoffish, maybe that's just his Thing. 

Night-Spirit is the last to arrive, and the only one in lupus form. It's typical, really, for most Garou to spend most of their time in their birthforms, as everyone finds them most comfortable. All eyes turn his way and the little bit of chatter silences when the alpha arrives. He rumbles, 'Thank you all for coming to this sudden moot, but based on what I have been told, this may be a spiritual matter of great import.' He lifts his older, powerful gaze to you, looking straight at you in a way that kind of makes you want to hide behind a tree, (or maybe roll over and pee... a lot of older, or well-bred Garou give you that feeling, but he seems to have an incredible combination of age, wisdom, strength and charisma that make it daunting, to say the least.) 'Shay, I call you Sees-Through-The-Mist, and I ask you to relate your vision, in your own words, to the other crescent moons.'

Sees-Through-The-Mists blinks. Wow. He doesn't know how to really show his utmost respect and appreciation, so he does the most clunky thing he can think of: bow. "I dreamed that I was flying over the Caern, and saw the Crescent Moon swinging like one of those clock... things underneath the big clock in the old cubhouse. It was getting lower and lower towards the Caern's center. I flew up and touched it, but it cut me and the cut burned deeply. When it finally reached the bottom, I followed - and Mammoth was there. He was soon attacked by the Moon, it cutting into him everywhere. Then I woke up."

Night-Spirit is the first to ask, the same question Kelly asked yesterday: 'It cut you like silver?' The others are all listening intently. Patience asks, "Was it swinging back and forth the whole time, even when cutting him, like a pendulum blade?" While it had come to the ground that way, when it started attacking it was swinging from all sides, as if someone you couldn't see was holding it. Suzanne clears her throat and asks, "What makes you think this dream means anything at all?"

Shay responds the same way, "I've never felt silver. But it stung like nothing ever could, like someone poured gas in the wound and lit a match, so if that isn't silver, I'm afraid of silver now." Then Shay shakes his head to Patience. "When it reached the ground, it looked as though it was being used like a knife." Then he turns back to Suzanne. "I'd had the dream - well, the flying part - enough recently, but the Moon and Mammoth being cut up was new. Anyways it just... feels wrong."

Kelly says, in your defense, her words a soft murmur, "He has had a prophetic dream before, so knows what they feel like. And it makes sense that it would be silver, Luna's metal." This brings a couple of nods, and a bit of silence. Gabby asks, "Do you have any idea who has sent this dream? It could affect its meaning. Was it Mammoth?" You don't have to answer that, as there is a loud, deep rumble and the furry trunk you've seen before emerges out of the shadows, followed by the caern's totem's massive form. *No. It was not I. I remember the past, to guide the present, and this has not happened to me. In addition, I tend not to be as ... subtle ... if I were to tell you anything.* If anyone is surprised by the totem spirit's arrival, they don't show it. Gabby nods, thoughtfully, in response to him. This prompts another question from Suzanne, "What do /you/ think it means, Gaian?"

At the first apperance of Mammoth's trunk, Shay is initially fearful it was cut off again! Fortunately it's still attached to the big wooly. Though to Suzanne at first Shay flinches, but thinks. "My first thought was that it meant that we were going to be betrayed, or at least someone's actions in the Sept were going to hurt us. Like a frenzy. Kelly had some good thoughts but that was my gut."

Suzanne picks up on the word 'betrayed,' and says, "Hmm... betrayed... by a crescent moon, of silver..." She lifts her brooding gaze and focuses it on Patience. "Perhaps you think the Silver Fang Theurge here is treacherous?" Said Fang raises her hands defensively, "Whoah whoah!" her eyes widening, and backing up. Night-Spirit growls and tilts his head at Suzanne, 'Are you accusing her of something?' Suzanne shakes her head. "It wasn't /my/ vision, the new cliath is the one dreaming things up." Kelly steps in the middle of the group, holding her arms out between everyone. She whispers, "No one is accusing anyone of anything. Everyone calm down before tempers flare out of line."

Shay just sort of watches all of this with - at first dismay - and then annoyance. "I just meant they'd threaten the Veil or do something stupid to give away our location or something. Not 'it was Suzanne in the Cabin with the Silver fork'." He turns to Night-Spirit. "Do you think this is worth a moot over, or is it just like any other dream? I understand if Suzanne is playing bad cop, but I don't want to waste anyone's time if it's nothing. It felt worth bringing to Kelly to me, and she felt it was worth bringing to everyone: what do you think?"

It seems that Kelly's managed to calm things down, along with you bringing attention back to the alpha. Night-Spirit looks evenly at you, and says: 'Yes. There is a threat to the sept. I believe that the vision may mean the threat will occur during the crescent moon, but I do not know what that threat may be. I do not know that the vision means it will come from within, because the threat in the vision is coming from above. Does this really mean, from the sky, or just from another place? Again, I do not know. Sees-Through-The-Mists, this vision was given to you, it is your task to be extra observant, to see if you can determine its meaning in time.' He looks to Suzanne, 'Tell Grim-Scowl to be extra vigilant during the coming crescent moons.' There is general grunting acknowledgement from everyone, with some nodding. [more]

Except for Ernest, who, for the first time, speaks, without lifting his head. "I bet this is all attention-seeking bullshit. He just wants to seem important so his pack gets a house. Who gives a cub an important vision of the sept?

Listening to Night-Spirit, Shay just nods his head. That's a fair interpretation. He actually hates visions - they're like art or something: you see what you want. Which really is driven home by Ernest's comment. Shay turns to him and stops to breathe. As a werewolf that burns, that makes him want to act. But to do that would prove his point, or at least show him as some rash little kid. Instead, he just walks towards him through the snow. Right up until, crouching down, the new cliath can look up at the down-slanted head. "You know where I slept the night before I came to the Sept? In a storm drain lined with newspapers. I'm happy anywhere that's soft and warm. If I wanted attention, I'd have drunk it up when we got back from Pangaea, but I was quiet. No matter what my Pack does, it's too new to be anything but lowest rung." He stands up. "And if you want to accuse me of something, you look me in the face."


Ernest looks up at you for a just a moment, a burning anger in his eyes, for some reason you're not even sure of. But, you've shut him up. Instead of responding verbally, he throws a rock down into the snow and storms off. Everyone else looks at him go, then turns back to Night-Spirit, who says, 'I think we are done. If anyone else receives related visions, or has an insight, tell myself or Sees-Through-Mists.' There's a murmur of agreement, and Suzanne and Patience each leave in opposite directions, though Patience does toss another wave your way. Kelly and Gabby approach you, with Gabby saying, apologetically, "Don't mind that jerk, he's just a sore loser." Kelly, though, gives you a shoulder hug, "You handled that very well, Shay. I am proud."

Shay nods to Night-Spirit. Though he turns back to the more familiar theurges, accepting Kelly's affection while smiling up at her. "Thanks." Though he looks back to Gabby. "I can understand why he's upset at me and mine; we got their pack's house."

Kelly and Gabby start walking back towards the southern side of the sept, and, assuming you head that way too, continue the conversation. Gabby looks thoughtful at your comment, "Yeah, I guess." She'd apparently not given Blackbones much thought beyond being skinhead jerks. After a moment, Kelly asks you a question, softly, "Do you usually fly in your dreams, I mean, a lot?"

Shay thinks about it. "Not all the time. Occasionally. I mean, everybody has flying dreams. But the recent ones that lead up to the vision? I hadn't had one in a few months before that. Why?"

Kelly shrugs her shoulders a bit, "I just wondered if the fact that you were flying meant anything, that's all. If it's unusual, it might." Another soft silence, and then she asks a different question, "Has your pack decided what sort of totem you are going to quest for? Assuming you're sticking together."

"Totem? No, the topic hadn't come up." Really it's been a lot of 'relaxing' after the Pangaea trip. "How would we do that?"

Kelly has a small smile, "Well, generally, you come to some sort of consensus as to what totem would fit your pack, depending on what your pack's mission is going to be, then you ask me to cast the Rite of the Totem, hope you get the one you want, and then usually the totem asks for a favor or task or something, in exchange for bonding with your pack." Gabby laughs a little, "I was just having this conversation with Tony, like, a few hours ago."

Shay turns back to Gabby. "Really? Then I guess I know what I'm going to talk to him about next time I see him." And the Vision. And about Bits. Yeesh, he should be keeping a list or something. "Our pack's mission? What's your pack's mission, Gabby?"

Gabby grins and nods. "Getting a totem, and choosing a purpose really should be your next step. So you don't lost your way. As for our mission... well, we are about 'guiding the lost to the right path', which is something Stag is big on. But like I was telling Tony, like, half the packs in the world have a purpose of 'Fight the Wyrm', so, you know, it doesn't have to be anything too dramatic. Or intricate. But it can, you know." 

Shay just nods and mulls on this. Just going and hunting down the wyrm just doesn't... really excite him. Perhaps he's too young to really get it, but the wyrm don't make him feel intense hate or violent desire. "I'll have to talk to Tony."

Kelly smiles, "That's for the best, I think. I mean, your pack is like your family... closer, even, so, you need to have something you can all be passionate for, something that will help bond you."