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Did she already know of Atka and Sos? Maybe this was Atka disguised in another form, putting his knowledge to the test. Taking a deep breath, the boy answered at length. “Atka is the white bear of light. She is the mother. She brings life. She protects and defends those who follow Her. She is all things good in the world.” But she was only half of the whole. “Sos is the black bear of darkness. He is the father. He kills. He is death, pain, and destruction. He is the terrible things in the world. Those who do not follow Him feel His wrath.” Artax paused, wishing he knew if he was describing the teachings as accurately as his own mother had.

“They are only strong together. Without one another, They are nothing. But together, They are everything. They both pulled me here. It is a feeling I cannot describe unless you have felt it. Do you know what it feels like, the pull?” It was a sensation so strong to Artax it had taken him far, far away from his home in Seahawk Valley. He knew, though, that this was his place. He knew not to disobey the Great Bears. To do so was blasphemy. And if he had not heeded Their guidance, They would have tossed him aside. “They sent the other wolf to eat me. It was a test.” Artax said this as if it were an absolute truth. As if he had just said that the sky was blue.