Kayla spent the rest of the day Monday in the woods getting to know her spirit animals, spending about an hour with each. Each one amazed her: the horned stag for Earth, a lion for Fire, a sea otter for Water, and a tawny owl for Air. She shifted into each one, allowing them to take her wherever they wanted to go, to show her what they wanted her to see, listened to what they could teach her. She became lost in the sensations that assailed her, picking her up in the air as the owl flew over the massive oaks and towering pines, dipping among the branches, soaring high in the sky, the wind tousling her hair, his feathers rustling slightly. She absorbed herself in the way the sea otter dipped into a stream nearby, diving deep, twirling around in the water, playing among the rocks, and then da
