Three weeks ago, I had a dream.

I was in the lush meadow by my house.
I was surrounded by druids and arthurian templars in ceremonial robes, not armor. I was part of the entourage but I had an insignificant role and a weird specialty.
Think weird hermit.

I knew how to breed cats so that their soul develop both the ability and a desire to send messages to people, even across dimensions or planes of existence. Each cat would tend to prefer sending messages to 7 people in particular and could otherwise refuse to send messages to people they didn't enjoy. They had to be atuned and willing.

They came to the meadow to ask me to send a cat-message to Galahad, to which my cat was atuned to. I think he was a childhood friend of mine and hang out at my place often, the cat liked him and was atuned like that.

I was not privy to the message but by looking at their faces, it felt like they where calling for his help, it was urgent.

The message was sent
The dream ended.