The Fire in our Hearts

Ralla · 05-03-2011, 05:56 PM

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This man's accent and speech was more heavily accented with Spanish than J'adore, but the connection was inconceivable. Maybe the whole Austral clan will come here! Ralla thought with a private giggle. The little girl was adorable, and her enthusiasm refreshing. Soon Ralla would have three of the little ones, but she could not speak for their personalities. Although the moon was also the patron spirit of childbirth, Ralla's attentions to her work had been slightly waning as the days advanced; her time would soon come, and she would not leave her hut for awhile.

Ralla laughed as the little girl jumped into the conversation just as she was about to answer Leon, whom she had remembered just then, as J'adore had mentioned him while they were doing their lessons. Although Ralla was indisposed to teaching J'adore the proper dance forms, she could instruct him while sitting, and it was a perfectly able thing for him to teach her script. "There are many legends as to how the Great Fire came to be and what it is. But AniWaya has it's own Great Fire, forged from the spirits of the first seven families," the white wolfess began, looking to Leon for approval of continuing the story. Sensing it, she closed her eyes and recalled it.

"Once there was endless war," she recited, having already begun writing the first part of the tale into a scroll in her spare time. "Seven great families lived and fought in the lands far away, and there was sickness and strife. When war began to bear hard on them, the seven great families came together to form AniWaya, the first united tribe. The sicknesses died away, and food became plenty as the hunters came back with game and the crops came in full." Ralla's free hand moved throughout most of the first part, swirling through the smoke to create vestiges of the time long gone; figures there and gone in a single blink. Nootau had to flutter his wings on the other arm to steady himself as her body shifted as well with the movement, although he seemed only slightly perturbed by the interruption. "Spirit guides began to appear to each new member born of their tribes, and so to thank the Great Spirits, each of the seven families gathered an ember from their hearths and combined them. This created the Great Fire, the entity of our ancestors and connection to the Great Spirits." It was a relatively longer tale, if told with all its details laid bare, but Ralla neither wanted to scare the child with the gorey details or bore her with etymology and such. All questions would be answered, but only if asked. After all, questioning things is what promotes knowledge. "It is the warmth of our hearts, the beacon in the darkness, and the shield of our home." As it had protected us in the blizzard...

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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