As always within the ranks of rogues and thieves tales surface of rare items, precious metals and extinct gems. One of these extinct gems was named moon pearls, and this is the tale that surrounds them.

Before the arrival of mortals, while Kali was still yet constructing the lands and everything within it, she would wander her unfinished creation keeping a critical eye on all that occurred. As company, Kali had created a creature called a cat. A four legged mammal that bore the softest fur all over its body. It possessed the fundamentals of all things Kali felt was needed to truly appreciate her work and tireless endeavours; sight, taste, touch, smell and hearing.

Whenever she was in need of inspiration or insight, she would pause in the place she felt lacked a thing or two and reflect. At such times she would let her cat wander. Through the foilage and about the area the cat would play and Kali would create for it insects and other animals to preoccupy itself.

They would sit for many days at a time and enjoy the beauty and life Kali had blessed the area with, and despite the ample amount of things to preoccupy itself with, the cat of course had a favourite toy Kali had to offer. In the wake of the early morn with the moon still high in the sky, the dew would slowly form on the grass about Kali’s cats paws. Intrigued the cat would spend tireless hours batting dew drop after dew drop from the blades of grass.

Amused by the fact that her cat seemed more interested in her morning cycle then most creatures she could create on whim for them, she blessed her cat with a gift that would ensure they could continue playing with the dew drops long into the day.

Just before the moon would disappear she permitted her cat the power to turn any dew drops they touched into pearls. One by one they would solidify and fall to the ground where the cat could happily continue to bat them around, chase and hunt.

Collecting a few she could find before they moved on Kali would place them in her hand, blowing gently on one after another. Weightlessly they would ascend to the skies. Slowly but surely they took their place high above to catch the light from the hidden sun throughout the dark night as stars. A simple honour every night for all to appreciate thanks to her precious companion; and a constant reminder that sometimes the simpler things in life can give greater pleasure then the grand.

And those who speculate are sure there are some pearls about, probably well covered over the many many years so as not to be in sight. So it comes to pass on occasion you’ll see a curious rogue or thief digging about in those areas that are covered with the finest fields of grass in the hopes of one day discovering a moon pearl that either Kali or her cat forgot.