Ame’s words took the young girl completely by surprise. It was so rare that someone would fully and unconditionally accept her for what she said, her beliefs, she almost thought it was unreal. Her face split wide and gleamed! He had asked her where she saw them instead of just insisting she did, or downright denying their existence. She raced in circles at this new discovery! The discovery of what could become her new favorite companion! They are almost everywhere! They dance in the trees and on the surface of the water! They like to hide in cracks in the ground! Waterfalls hide entire kingdoms of spirits and fairies! The world is magical there! But on cloudy days they like to hide... On one of her many adventures, Masque had slipped further away from her mother than intended. She had followed her paws up a winding stream to discover a small fall with a tiny alcove behind it. The reflections of the light on the damp moss created rainbows of color that had taken her young breath away. One day, she vowed, she would find a bigger waterfall that veiled the true worlds of the fair folk and she would truly become mythical creature she claimed to be.

Here and now, however, Ame captured a completely different focus. He spoke of actions she had already attempted in her young life. Only instead of rescuing prey, she hunted down those invisible creatures captured and trapped by rockslides or fallen logs. It would complete her soul if she could learn how to actually heal the folk, or creatures, she knew she would one day come across. Swishing her backend wildly, she was all but propelled forward to him. Can you teach me to do that? Keep the balance? Heal things? She sparked her own idea, her face lighting up. She was two now, no longer a ‘puppy’. Can I come with you?