A gold wolf was running along the riverside in the dead of night, trying to burn off a little energy on this restless night, when a lovely smell had caught her attention, making her turn towards it. As it gets stronger and stronger, the wolf comes to a stop and shifts into a blonde woman, her belly extended far with twins as she walked into the meadow. In the center sat a woman in white with hair to match, sitting on a boulder. "Agatha.. come forward." The woman in white beckoned to the blonde. Her voice was like a melody that soothed and comforted Agatha as she walked slowly up to this mystical being. "I have great plans for you.." The woman whispered as she placed her hands on Agatha's pregnant belly, seeming to speak to the unborn children rather than their mother who stood mesmerized. With a kiss to the stomach, there was a bright flash of white and the woman was gone, the only evidence of her existence being the two crescent moons that sat back to back where the kiss had been placed.