Moonspear xii mikigak

"a totem is a spirit that has chosen to show itself to you, and offer guidance to your days. you may call upon them once you have seen them, and they will listen." feeling somehow as though she were back at the hearth of the storyteller, listening to the weaving of a tale, the duck at last reclined. she lay back upon one elbow and thought quietly of her dreams, sifting through them. "kukutux is 'shy snow ducks flying,'" she considered. "but my totem was never so without bravery. lynx."

she was not sure why she spoke such to kigipigak. but the image of the large-pawed cat had never left her, for his trail had been in many of her dreams. a thoughtful purse of her lips to consider that whatever totem that jarilo possessed had overcome lynx. an odd thought, and one she did not voice. "i do not often dream, but when i do, i am in a field of red berries. bears walk nearby, eating them, but i am not afraid. they call me little sister. then i wake."