#dreaming

"Cats pick you, not the other way round."

"well, how do you get them to UNPICK you?"

Zara rattles softly, reeds in the wind.

Oh yes, Clem is hilarious

And Kenzi is snerking rather unfeminiely

"Oh you both suck" Clem finally says, then "I wonder where that book is?"

"Oh, aye!" The 'little one' is guided to Zara's shoulders to perch.

And they go looking about.

Zara beelines for the Cabin that felt the most "her"

Foreseted, Marshy, up on a hill... mmm

And tucked in the gloom under the trees, a small cottage - moss on the eaves, and ferns thickly clustered on the ground about it.

Zara finds a small welcome mat, and under it, a key

The black cat with purple eyes has followed her. Apprarently while Zara is here, she will be the purple eyed cat's person

Not so bad. She unlocks the door to look inside.

and oh, yes, this one is the one she ifluenced, she can tell by the bookshelves

And yes, in a place of honor is the grimoire.

Zara approaches, trying to contain her enthusiasm

She can feel glamour in it, layered magics, delicately laced through the spine and cover, woven in the pages

She traces her fingertips along it, kenning it.

"I believe the phrase that comes to mind is you show me yours, I'll show you mind, but I can already read you, an intelligent woman of great seething passions behind a dignified veil of restraint. Hello, Zara. Shall we learn some magic?"

The accent and voice is male, and...incredibly alluring

"Oh! My. Mine Hunter might be jealous..."

"Ah, but this is to be a place of teaching. To find other witches and give them haven..."

"So it is, and..." the pages flip open showing a basic primer for young witches... but it soon gets intermediate, then more advanced "I try to have a little something for everyone" oo clues on how to strenghen a realm

"Wonderful... the young, methinks, need this place the most..."

"Just so."

Nosy sluagh checks the back!

The back of the book is shapely with supple leather

But the last chapters?

And this leads us to Naming... which is beyond my teachings

the last line

ARGH.. some poor young witch is going to experience frustration from that tease!

Huff!

A throaty deep chuckle, the Grimmoire says "Now, Zara , surely you see that that art should not be taught by book?"

"I know. I do."

"And I am close. Feh. 'Kittywitch.' Clementine shall pay for that."

"Clem is a friend I take it? I sense an affection despite the words"

Ah, the book doesn't know of Clem because it can't read her until she reaches to read him

"She is. An old friend."

"I shall bring her Summer back, I think."

Footsteps and a voice "Zara?"

It's Clem

"Ah, well, If I can help you buff up any of those realms with study, let me know"

"Hello Clementine. And yes - realms, in the future."

"Clem, would you like to meet the Book?"

"Ah, of course it was in this cabin" She holds out her hand "Meet the book? " A brow

"Aye. Meet him." Zara steps to the side and gestures at the table where The Book rests.

She touches the book, then "Well, hello" She says