Nastya turned to Mira, her eyes softening. "You have proven yourself a true guardian. The bond we share will not end with this night. Whenever the world tilts toward darkness, I will call upon you."
Mira stepped forward, and the portal accepted her, wrapping her in a cocoon of cool, sparkling mist. As she emerged on the other side, she found herself in a world of perpetual twilight, where twisted trees clawed at the sky and the air tasted of iron. nastya cat goddess
Nastya is a minor but beloved deity of domestic tranquility, forgotten secrets, and the boundary between wakefulness and sleep. Unlike the great war-gods of the pantheon, Nastya governs the small, sacred moments: the warmth of a hearth, the safety of a hidden cupboard, and the judgment of human character. Nastya turned to Mira, her eyes softening