Moonspear where'd you go

While 'cool' didn't seem to strike a chord with her, the talk of the spirits of the ancestors sure did. Nikai smacked his lips a few times to try and get rid of the charcoaly taste in his mouth. He didn't care much about how it looked, honestly, which was why he hadn't told Sialuk about it or minded when he offered to carry half of the charcoal, but the taste was dry and bad. It made him want to take a drink. Sialuk had a solution for it though, finding skins among her mother's things that made it easier for them to carry things. Smart, Nikai commented as they set out again.

During their journey back Sialuk asked to be told more about the spirits, which Nikai was happy to do, considering his interest in telling stories. Of course, I'd love to. Some wolves believe that the spirits of their ancestors dwell among the stars, looking down on them. Some think they are more like particles in the air, always around us even after they have passed. And then there's those who think the spirits of our ancestors live in a far away place where they go after they pass away, unable to visit us except on special days like tonight. What about you? He hoped to figure out what she thought of them, what she believed or maybe wanted to believe, so that he could latch onto that and tell her some more about the spirits, but in the right direction for her.