Just outside the cave, the wolf with ears like ladyslipper seashells noticed the Silver Fang. She had some questions to ask him, and they had waited long enough.

Diane wanted to just ask him, but maybe if she were less abrupt she would have a better chance to get the answers she needed. "I had kind of a weird dream," she told him in Garou. "How'd you sleep last night?"

Tobias smiled at her, a practiced, sardonic smile that was rather wasted on Diane. She tended not to notice human expressions much. "Hardly at all. Fortunately, little sleep means little time to dream."

Ok, enough of the chitchat, down to business. "You never did tell me what happened when you nearly fell off the mountain. I think you should."

Tobias watched her a moment before answering. "Very well. I had... a vision, I guess you would say, of Falcon. At least, I believe it was Falcon."

Diane thought back to how she'd found Tobias lying half off the cliff top, sliding slowly to oblivion. "Must have been some vision."

"Indeed. I am not sure how I ended up in that situation, though. I remember feeling myself weightless." He shook his head and shrugged. "I am not sure what was real, and what was not."

"What did it do in the vision? The Falcon spirit, I mean."

"It asked me questions; to help make the way clearer, I imagine. It told me to restore the balance and seek the talespinner." His eyes had become distant as he remembered the events.

"That'd be me. Talespinner." Diane nodded. "What questions?"

Tobias focused on Diane and looked at her as if she had all the answers he needed, or at least could direct him to them. "What color is the sky, and what color should it be?"

"What color... well, obviously the sky should be blue. Was it a different color in the vision?"

"Green?" Tobias sounded a bit unsure. "Not a right color. It felt very wrong, almost oppressive."

"Green." Diane nodded again. "Yes, that sounds right. Green."

Tobias tilted his head. "Right for what?"

"Here's the thing. The dreams I had, they were about eyes...eyes that were green and shouldn't be." She looked back at him, his pale eyes. "I"m thinking it's Canth. Her eyes turn green when she goes to her wolf forms."

Tobias looked at Diane oddly. "What does that mean for us?"

"I haven't figured it all out yet. But I think we are being advised to do something about whatever made Canth's eyes change color. It must be more important than it seems. Maybe if they stay green, someone is going to kill her because they mistake her for a Spiral?" She remembered something, and shivered slightly. "It always makes me jump, when I see her, before I remember it's Canth."

Tobias said, seemingly to himself, "I'm not sure realizing it's Canth and not a Spiral would be of any comfort to me." He shook himself and looked back to Diane. "So, how do we change her eyes back? Or, more importantly I suppose, how do we find out what made them that way in the first place? Is it just turning into a wolf that does it, or something else?"

"As far as I can tell, it's just turning into a wolf. But... a green eyed wolf talked to me in one dream and said it wasn't always that way. It might be some kind of illness or curse or who knows what. Falcon didn't tell you anything about how to fix it or how it happened?"

Tobias shook his head. "The vision only told me that I must restore the balance, before the storm rises again." He paused, recalling another detail. "And past changes present to determine future, if that helps any."

Diane whuffed thoughtfully. "The black wolf said something like that to me, too." She struggled to remember. "I think it might mean we need to find out about the past to fix the present - that you're right that the first thing is to find out how it happened."

Tobias nodded. "I would not even know where to begin such a task, though."

"We should talk to the others. Tell them about our visions. Maybe someone else has another piece of the puzzle."

Tobias appeared a bit reserved. "I suppose."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just not used to sharing what I see with others."

That sounds familiar, Diane thought. "Like Leigh. But we're all here together for a reason, if we don't work together we're going to lose for sure. I can tell the story of your vision if it makes you too uncomfortable to be the center of attention."

"I can understand that, it's just..." He smiled his special, practiced sardonic smile again. "Not all of my visions would everyone wish to hear, and not all of them would concern anyone else either. I can share this particular one with everyone, though, as it does affect more than just myself."

"Thank you," Diane said.

"It is the right thing, Diane."

"Did the spirit tell you anything more - that might be significant - that you didn't tell me about yet?" Diane wanted to make sure she knew everything, in case Tobias changed his mind about sharing the vision with the pack.

Tobias paused for a moment, thinking, remembering. "Living and death are not the only forms of existence."

Diane pondered this, as Tobias seemed lost in his own thoughts as well. Living and death and what else? the spirit realm? Dreams, maybe. Dreams were in between, in some ways.. ancestors might speak to living Garou in dreams... She wondered what Niko might know. Canth was his mother - he probably knew what made her eyes change color. Tamara might know too, but she was no longer around. Who else might know... Ceallach may have had a dream too. Ceallach often had visions. The checklist in Diane's mind grew...