Verdigris Ravine fe[m]ur

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when those who would participate had each drunk their portion, zoug drained the pearly dregs and sat upright upon his haunches.

he did not lie down as the others did.

instead, zoug closed his single eye and as the effects descended upon him, he reached out for the tribe's collective mind.

the large mental capacity shared by the clan allowed them a near-telepathic communication when it came to their ancient words. the shift of one's eye, the set of one's paw, all a language of its own. it was for this ability that he searched now, buoyed by the sacred drink.

zoug meant to bind their minds as one.

the taste of primal earth filled his mouth. he wavered in the darkness of a primordial soup and brought himself back to the very beginning of their breaths upon this earth.

the holy man meant to show s'ari especially the divergence of their kind from wolf, tracing lines through old blood and old sight as his heart pounded, and he felt them all thrumming upon the delicate webbing of lifelight.