Moonspear prophecy girl

"ajaukuluk is aunt hydra," she said softly. "but the word 'aunt' does not hold the meaning i wish. she is dear sister to your father. we must respect her. it was through her brother that you came to be." she held the first question for last, nodding. "hydra and jarilo, and alya and lyra and yama; they are sisters and brothers. all born to this mountain." she did not mention arcturus, nor revui; her children had never known their faces, a fact that continued to haunt the duck.

a breath. the duck glanced upward, toward the climbing slopes blanketed with the wilderness that held an ageless nature. "i lived on an island." her voice was faint. this day had been writ by the spirits to come, but the duck found she did not know what to say to her raindrop. quietly, the hunt forgotten for now, she gestured sialuk into the shelter of low-hanging needled branches. "first i must explain a sea. think of the biggest water you have ever seen." more than likely it would be a river, for moonspear was crossed with them. "the sea is many, many times larger. it goes to the end of the world, where the sky meets the land. and where i lived it was very cold. it had much ice." she grinned. "you have not yet seen ice. but you will."

"i lived there with my father and my mother and my sister. and we built our homes near all the family. we knew each wolf by name. we hunted the animals that lived in the sea, below the ice." kukutux paused, drew a sigh. "my heart longs for that place at each morning."