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Rishi It is dark in the forest clearing, on this night of the new moon. In the clearing sits a figure, her tail stretched behind her, her wings spread to either side.
	 She is watching something. 

	 Before her, in the middle of the clearing, stands a large tree. It?s leaves rustle in the wind, the light from the stars causing faint twisted shadows beneath the tree. 

	 She has been here many times before. Something about this tree calls to her. She has examined it in the day and the night, under the full moon and the stars. She has felt the living essence that pumps through it. And still ...Nothing. 

	 Now she tries something different. 

	 She watches. 

	 She has been sitting here for a day and a night, waiting for the moment to feel ...perfect, full of pregnant wonder. As the cicadas start to chirp, something in her relaxes and?.Now! 

	 Her anima flares to life, her shadow stretching tall, limned in a coruscating aurora of argent and azure. The eldritch glow casts the shadows in sharp relief, providing that last seed she needed before something could flower in her mind. 

	 She looks up at the moon, their face turned away from Creation this night, yet still she feels the presence of the Ever Changing One, the One Who is Many. 

	 Luna. 

	 Rishi prays. 

	 And when Dawn comes, it breaks over an orchid shaped tower of ivory.