Lost Creek Hollow compartidos

The blue-eyed girl wished to know of the stars. Crowfeather blinked softly at her, then to the dove that she had left near his paws. It had been a long time since he had talked about their stars – the clan of stars. It had been a long time since he had felt comfortable enough to consider the practices he’d been raised on.

Yes, I- I would like that, he answered her quietly.

We are all meant to go to the stars. If we live with honor, protect our clan, and listen to the word of those who have passed, his eyes shifted toward the glittering heavens. We will join the clan of stars, when we die. Crowfeather had always dreamed of the day that he would run among the heavens. As a pup, he had listened to the other children talk and gossip, saying that the clan of stars was more beautiful than anything they would know as warriors. Strange, to glorify death in such a way.

I would like you to dream with the stars, with me… if you would. It’s- It’s a special thing. You take herbs so that you will sleep and- and I found a cave where we could hold the ceremony.

Crowfeather realized that he wasn’t doing a very good job of telling her about the stars.