As you look out into the meadow, you hear the thunder of dark storm clouds in the distance. As they rapidly approach, you figure it's a good idea to seek shelter. Before you can however, you hear the gentle weeping of a person. Following the cries, you find upon a lone bolder, a cat. She looks distraught, as if she's been cursed with despair. The thunder in the distance seems to chant a name.. Nectarswan...