Velanna looks up from her book at the sound of Bethany's voice. She puts the tome aside and crawls forward from her pile of fur and blankets a little to call out to Bethany.

"Spirits of Wisdom and Purpose. They're helping, I think." She'd dreamt of them a few times, so while she couldn't quite focus on the forms, they were familiar to her. There were others too, but she was ignoring them, for the most part.