Oh, how long she had been soaring though the skies. It must have been hundreds of years by now, but she kept going. So many places she had visited touched by darkness and healed by her light. If she stopped now, even for a quick break, she would not be able to continue. No, she must keep going. In order to revive the light in her world and repair her mistake, she must continue searching for the darkness she let go of.
"Here." He placed the giant leaf in front of the cat-deer, her share of the rain water nestled in its spoon-like shape. They sat in the silence of the night. A great shadow loomed overhead and blacked the stars for a few seconds. Wan stared in the direction it had gone in. It was not a shadow; it was light.
"Just because I am agreeing with the Lion Turtle does not indicate that I want to have your assistance, human." She drifted along beside him and his cat-deer as they began their journey.
"I understand that, Raava; but as long as we're working together we should at least be civil." Raava would have scowled if she could show emotion.
"Well," she hesitated, "Wan, do not think for a moment that I will not abandon you if the time comes close to the Harmonic Convergence."
"What exactly is that again?" Wan asked. "Harmonic Convergence?"
"It is a celestial even that occurs every ten thousand years." She stopped moving to survey a small spirit playing in a tree. Wan and Mula stopped as well. "During the Harmonic Convergence, Vaatu and I fight for the fate of the next ten thousand years. If I win, light and peace prospers. However, if he wins and I lose, the world falls to darkness and the violence and evil with it." She began to move again.
"Come on, Mula," he said patting his cat-deer's neck.
