Navigation was quite easy, naturally, even cutting time off of the 'normal' path.  Eventually she got up to those stones, all thirty-two of them, and they were written in Old Realm... or, some dialect she couldn't recognize beyond that.  She thought she saw the word for 'cat' but that couldn't be right... perhaps the Sidereal knew it.<br/><br/>...and was there music on the wind?  That's odd... and it was coming from the stones?  What, was she supposed to dance?  She wasn't really the dancing sort... but she'd enter the circle and take a look around, and maybe she'd see something of note that way, or see Silk even.  Hopefully soon too; spirits, redheaded powerful spirits, 'water lizards' and garbage things weren't really what she wanted to see about now...