Deep in Deviskaryl's forest, where people rarely go, there's a lake, unremarkable but for the beach on the west side, where she's been practicing the sort of gentle sandy slope and tiered dropoff that makes for the best swimming hole. She's got her technique down just about perfectly, ready to deploy on beaches needing a touchup in a few weeks when summer is over, and is just practicing for speed and efficiency now; she pauses in her work when the sun begins to set, watching it through the augmented eyesight of dozens of cats, only a sliver of her attention still on the lake, considering how she might shave off another minute or another bit of effort.
All at once there's a mirror-sheen sphere just above the beach for a fraction of a second forcing the air out of the way. Then a fraction of a second after the sphere appears it vanishes leaving behind a young woman dressed in an aqua sundress with bare feet. She lands easily on the beach. There's a satchel slung across her shoulders and a set of intricate bracelets on her wrists. There's also a small disk in her left hand. "Well, this is as beautiful as I imagined," she muses to herself, "Didn't expect the beach though, that's new."
Deviskaryl doesn't have a cat in the immediate area; she sets about fixing this problem.
The young woman drops the disk in her hand into her satchel and stretches on of her bracelets over her hand. Water picks itself up out of the lake and swirls around her in an intricate pattern. "Hm, so the magic that's floating everywhere doesn't stop me from moving things. I wonder what it's doing?"
The cat goes faster. A few more join her; this may call for ominous staring.
The woman deposits the water back in the lake and rotates her bracelet. Then she starts flying. She lightly lands in the treetops. She has a wide smile on her face.
What the fuck.
The cats arrive, moving confidently through the trees, albeit at a lower level where the branches are sturdier. They stop in the next tree over; the leader lashes her tail, annoyed.
The woman flies down to one of the cats. "Ooh, you're a pretty kitty. I don't think you're a normal kitty though. You have way too much magic to be a normal kitty."
What is your deal, lady.
- it is suddenly quite a bit more obvious that this cat is annoyed and unsettled and nervous.
The woman abruptly backs up. "Hello. I'm sorry if I'm upsetting you somehow. What exactly is the magic you just put on me doing?"
The cat relaxes, considerably, but there's no immediate response otherwise.
"I'm Luna Lovell by the way. I'm a traveller of sorts. I try to find new places, especially beautiful ones."
"Deviskaryl," the voice comes from nowhere in particular, formed of several overlapping languages but perfectly comprehensible anyway. "Goddess of forest and self-actualization. The blessing allows you to understand the body language of animals. How did you come to be here?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, I haven't met a goddess before. Thank you for your blessing. As for how I got here, the short answer is magic. The longer answer is that I was using farseeing magic to choose a place to visit next and this place looked nice."
"Perhaps not the wisest way to choose a destination, even if it has served you well enough in this case."
"Maybe it would be safer to avoid magic places but that wouldn't be as much fun."
"As you will."
"So, I take it you're why this whole area is really magical?"
"In that it is me, yes."
"That would explain why there's so much cognition, communications, and knowledge magic."
"So is it ok for me to stay here for a while or should I find somewhere else to go. I wouldn't want to impose."
The cats' tails twitch consideringly.
"You can stay. I'll show you to a town, if you'd like. - The cats are also me, these ones."
"I can tell, well, I can tell that they're magical in the way the land is but more, and that they have extra magic on top of that. I'd be happy to visit a town."
Tail-lash. "It is supposed to be a secret, which of the cats are me."
"I'll avoid telling anyone else what I see then. Any particular reason why you keep that secret?"