Kiara's happenings at the Chantry

[Jacqui]

She comes to the Chantry for midsummer, in the early afternoon when the sun is basking high; clouds skittering across blue skies out of reach toward the mountains. She comes, the pagan, because of course she does in all her splendor. Dressed in flowing white and blue; her wrists and neck heavy with adornments and a bunch of newly picked wildflowers in hand.

Brings them into the ranch as an offering for the cabal in residence as well as fresh fruit of the season. Slices it up and eats it out on the deck with her feet tucked beneath her; savoring the sweet burst of strawberries on her tongue and soaking in the warmth of the solstice sun.

When evening falls, she stokes up a small fire and stares into it; feeding it bundles of dried herbs; the snap and crackle of it becoming fragrant with lavender and heartsease, vervain and mistletoe. When it begins to smoke and die; she scrapes the ashes into small pouches and mixes it with fresh springwater. Before she departs, the brunette is glimpsed walking the boundaries of the land, sprinkling handfuls of the ashes into the earth.

Callisto's offering is one of flowers; the brightest of the season left near the Node; a riot of color by the spring.