Discovery

Mother was new to the planet...new to the mountains, streams, canyons, and fields of flowing flower beds. But what Mother was not new to was the scent and feel of her own werewolf body.

Shortly after Mother was born unto Earth during the latter part of the Paleolithic era, something strange yet rewarding started to happen to her...Born into darkness...she started to see.

Before this "sense of sight" era, Mother was accustomed to feeling the Earth and all her precious nature children with her front and back paws. Never before did Mother understand that there was more to God's glorious love-infested Earth than just touch, and sometimes if she was lucky, sound. Now, a new passion was exploding all across the land: SiGhT.

Mother's sight started out slowly one midmorning, just after breakfast, which she had found caked in her matted fur. Suddenly, she was blinded by a streaming yet glorious light facing her body. What was this? Mother thought she had died. But by singing her favorite Beach Boys song for 3 choruses, she decided that, no she was, in fact, not dead.

This was the moment Mother realized she had eyes: beautiful, beautiful eyes. One was blue with a mist of tangerine flanking it, the other was lazy but just as glorious. All these years Mother had just never opened her eyes...Oh the bountiful beauty she had been missing out on...

By process of elimination, Mother realized that what she had eaten for breakfast was actually mud, which gave her no nutritional value, and so set out with her new set of open-eyes to hunt the "laughy tickler" creature which she was accustomed to hearing each night...which she found out was actually a warm creature with wings, a beak, and talons...the creatures which would land on her in the night and peck at her face. Today, we know these creatures as "blue jays." Mother would come to know these creatures as "dinner."

LIFE!!! THIS IS CALLED LIFE!!! Thought Mother.

And she never closed her eyes again.
Not even to sleep.

Fear Ensues: The Era of Juniper

Mother was never the kind of being to ever let something so mystical frighten her...but this did. She felt new. She felt danger. She felt.

It kind of bothered Mother, that after all this time, there WAS an ocean in Colorado. No one had believed her when she brought up the subject.

Fate.

When Mother arrived on the sandy shores of Colorado, she found something that she did not take kindly to. A crab. The crab did not bite her, did not seek out to harm her. It even said "heLLoOoo, this may seem cRaZy but...are you the Mother?"
And Mother bit his head off.

It did not take long before Mother had realized this was a test, a test from the Crab Czar. He had brought Mother here...what a fool she felt like....

She started yelling, crabmeat sewn between her teeth, "I. AM. MOTHER. SHOW YOURSELF and cease with this petty nonsense, Juniper."

Juniper was the Crab Czar. He was born on a farm. There were werewolfs there.

At this very moment Mother is sleeping, dreaming of September 14th, 223 B.C. when the event occured. I, Brotther, am channeling her dreams as I usually do, and Juniper sits to my left recalling the dialogue.


-Brotther

Day One, Rainbow Gathering, Colorado

The mystery begins here. It is 223 B.C., Mother sits gently atop a moss covered boulder in the center of a Rainbow Gathering in the deep woods of Colorado.

What we know now is this: Mother is a fantastical and omniscient woman, who in her journeys, discovered the fountain of youth while frolicking in a horse stable at the delicate age of nineteen.
In Colorado, twenty years later and with the lasting touch of youth, Mother finds herself immersed in activities such as heel clicking and face painting. Her most important memory is when she smoked a wild fern, and saw standing in front of her the silhouette of God.

Now, atop the boulder, Mother has one thought. She pulls out the scroll from her makeshift dress pocket where she found her first clue. It reads, "Sit atop the boulder. Wait for my voice. It will give the first instruction after you hear the first horn blow."
Ten minutes later, a horn blows. Mother waits.

Jump into the ocean, sit at the bottom until you can't hold your breath any longer. Seventeen minutes later, a whale will arrive and you will hold onto his fin until he transports you to the oxygen hole where you will find your next instruction..

Mother began the long and arduous walk towards the ocean, from the center of Colorado.


--Brotther