Sun's generosity

[Nayati Utina]

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http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... itable.png); background-position:bottom; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> 300+ Nayati had been eager ever since Dawali had come by and said that the summer ceremony would be held this day. Sometimes, if he spent too much time to himself, the homesickness would settle heavy in his heart and he would wish for the comfort and company of his family. In those times he couldn't help but to worry over the well being of his parents and his little siblings. Were they all healthy? Did they have enough to eat? Were they happy? He knew that such concerns were likely groundless, for they had the whole of the Great Tribe to help them. Still, for the longest time he had been the one right below his father to help sustain the family and there had been some guilt when he had left them to come here. When the ceremonies were held though, and they honored the traditions of their people, the Utina did not feel so alone. He had been one of the first to arrive, eager for things to start. Onawa sat content by his side, her thick tail wrapped about her large paws. She enjoyed the sacred rituals nearly as much as he did and he could always feel the bond between them strengthen during these special events. The white painted arrowhead he had brought with him to sacrifice was moved about anxiously in his fingers. It was carved from a stone that he had picked up along his long journey from the Great Tribe to here, and he thought it would be a very fitting thing to feed to the flames this evening. Hopefully all of tonight's sacrifices would bring the tribe good omens for the fall and winter, the hardest moons of the year. Dawali spoke once nearly all had arrived, dressed in his ceremonial regalia. He welcomed their newest members and Nayati's pale blue gaze looked over the faces that he did not recognize, stopping for an extended moment on an elderly wolf that he had only recently smelled around the village. He was interested to finally have a face to put to the scent, and sometime soon would need to introduce himself. Now was not that time though, as the Kalona started to extinguish the flames of the great fire. Nayati moved forward, scooping sand onto the shrinking fire, its heat a welcome feeling against his face.

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