Kiar walked along in the grassy forest, using her cat instincts to find interesting things. She was very adventurous, and she loved to explore. The only thing she didn’t like was water. Other things that came from nature fascinated her, like flowers and ladybugs. She also had a best friend who was a cow, named Rowny. Kiar and Rowny would do anything for each other, and they valued their friendship more than anything. Rowny wasn’t as adventurous as Kiar, so most of the time he didn’t tag along with Kiar when she was on one of her explorations, like today.

That day, when Kiar was exploring, she heard something strange. “Help!” screamed a tiny voice. Kiar rushed to the voice and found herself at a stream. “Help!” it said again. Kiar looked around and soon she spotted a sprite stuck between two rocks in the river. I the sprite got out, it would be taken away by the river. If not, it would starve to death.

“I-I don’t like water!” stuttered Kiar.
“Please!” pleaded the sprite. “Would you conquer your fear to save a life?”

Kiar thought about this. She went into the forest and found a long, thick, stick. She brought it to the river and held it near the sprite as a bridge. The sprite struggled to reach the bridge, but she could not make it. So Kiar braced herself, held her breath, and jumped into the river. The icy cold force of the water almost carried her away, but she was expecting that and paddled furiously to reach the sprite. She used her paw to get the sprite out, then gave it a ride back to shore.

“Thank you!” muttered the sprite, shivering. “You saved my life! As a reward, I can grant you one wish!”

Kiar knew that wishes could be dangerous and that you had to be careful about what you wish for. So she thought very hard about it. Finally, she said, “I wish that my friend Rowny and her family will always have water so that they are never thirsty.”

“Oh, I can do more than that,” said the sprite. “I will do even better!” With those last words, the sprite waved her hands and disappeared.

Kiar looked around to see where the sprite had went, but eventually gave up and went home. It wasn’t long before Rowny came carrying a bucket. Kiar looked inside the bucket and said, “What is that? It’s not water, it’s white!”

“No, it’s even better!” said Rowny. “As if by magic, all cows are now able to produce this liquid!”

Kiar smiled knowingly and took a taste of the white water. Kiar loved it, and only she knew why the cows were now producing the liquid that was later name “milk.”