<strong>Catherine Elizabeth - At the campfire dancing</strong><br/><br/>It took Catherine a moment to realize she was being addressed, the lone drummer has been joined by many others and so had Catherine, now many danced around the camp fire. She had been becoming one with the spirit of life inside herself as she had danced to the music in the flickering firelight, it took a heart beat or two to let her mental senses rejoin the physical. She took a few gentle steps away from the fire and towards the woman, folding into a cross legged seated position in front of Shima where she would be safely outside the dance path.<br/><br/>She took a moment to look at Shima before locking eyes with her, she appeared physically as her opposite with the exception of the obvious grace they both had at their cores. The woman’s liquid silver hair danced in the moonlit breeze around her shoulders and her matching eyes would undoubtedly be unsettling to many, especially those who had something to hide, Catherine found them captivating. Many spent their entire lives in pursuit of the precious metal silver and Shima appeared to be lavishly draped in its liquid form. To Catherine she was reminiscent of the very spirits she seemed to be in search of, almost as if she was bordering on the spirit world in shining silvery magnificence. What she did not realize is that within both of them contained a fiery temper.<br/><br/>She considered the woman’s words carefully before choosing her answer. To lose a part of one’s self was indeed a grave matter though she wondered in what sense she meant. Perhaps as many she had lost loved ones on her journey to the haven and she was reaching out for help to heal the hole in her heart? She could not quite place her finger on why but she doubted that was the case. Her phrasing, that was what it was. There were many possibilities, but she would need to know exactly what she meant before she could properly help.<br/><br/>“Yes my name is Catherine and I am a shaman, would you like to go to the cave I currently have my things in to discuss this in a more private setting? I am afraid I will need more details to know if I can help.” Catherine’s mind raced over the possible problems she could think of and the best form of healing she knew for those problems. Interestingly she could not tell by scent what sort of were Shima was. She continued to gaze into Shima’s beautiful silver eyes questioningly, waiting to see what she would want to do now.<br/>