"Oh! Hi! You're a priestess right? If it's not too much trouble, can you bring a message from me to your herd?
I want you tell them about me, and that I give them four gifts. I give them cunning, so that they will always be able to escape the hunters traps, and turn them against their enemies. I give them the fleetness of their feet, so that they may canter and express the joy of life, as is right and good. I give them the sweetness of nectar and the movements of passion.
My gifts to you are the world about the joy you feel now as you dance, and the sweet smell of fresh dew on grass. Remember that, above all else, that they are my people, and they are blessed.
There may be hardship. You will have enemies. And when they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you; digger, listener, runner... Be cunning, and full of tricks, and your people will never be destroyed."