Moonspear alianiilik ≡

YAY SHE HOME.

Each day, Sialuk had asked the bones where anaa might be. Each day, they gave her a different answer. None of the answers were clear, and even if they had been, Sialuk did not think she was old enough to trek out on her own. Taataa would not allow it, and Hydra would become angry if she was lost, like Mira had been. Sialuk did not wish to cause more anguish, so she found comfort in the qanglaagix bones, wishing her mother back. In her sleep, she dreamt of the bones. In her dreams, they moved and clacked and clattered. Sometimes, the crow himself spoke to her, though by the time she awoke, she had forgotten all that he said.

The Omicron meandered along a stream, and the moment she caught her mother's scent, she bolted after the trail. When she spotted anaa, Sialuk blinked a few times as she ran, trying to make sure that it was not a dream or one of the ancestral spirits playing tricks on her. Could they do such a thing? If so, they were not doing it now.

Silently, she fled to her mother's side, ignoring the icy chill of the water to press herself against anaa's flank with a splash.