"Have you ever heard the story about the carrot, the egg and the tea leaves?". Jonayla had heard some stories from her mother about Mog-urs, especially Creb, the man who had brought her up while she had lived with the Clan. "I-I'm sorry Jonayla, I didn't think" There he was again, feeling the fool. Cambarre watched as the small animal strained to lick her face and wondered at the acceptance of a wild animal for a human being. He only hoped animals walked in the Spirit World like people did, because he would like to see Wolf again when it was his time to go there. Even when she tried to ignore the implication, and constant pressure coming from her friend and leader, Ayla knew deep down inside that she must accept a more direct role in events. If I am the Zelandonii spiritual leader, the First Zelandoni among those who serve the Mother, I will make it known to all that I desire our people to be at peace with them. It was always necessary to see well when cleaning a wound and it didn't hurt to have some natural light if one was kept in a sick bed for any length of time. "Madroman, we will return for you and bring you to the Chimu for their judgment. Do you think she will really want one?" ", The southern Donier interrupted, "Did I hear you say, 'her pet cave lion'?". Jonayla and Cambarre had been herding their pack horses behind everyone so delays they themselves faced by the occasional obstinate animal wouldn't hold up the others. "Then I found out that your reaction was only that you thought I was a mixture with flathead blood in me. Not to mention all the gifts that you and Jondalar brought to the Zelandonii people. "I'm grateful daughter; we didn't need any interruption this afternoon. This was the area that the Others never came into because they were afraid of the Clan, at least that was what Mageb told Durg. "What is it about men? Just then Durcan came to sit by her, excitedly watching the festivities, the chattering and dancing and singing. The way Wolf had acted the day before made Jondalar afraid of what he might find there and that fear drove him on. Fire from rocks, children riding horses, and Others speaking Clan; this was all so amazing he had to be dreaming but he wasn't. Jondalar tamped down the small stones with a pole left over from the cut tree until Ayla was satisfied that it was firmly in place. Especially when the night before they left he'd shown up at their family lodge all dirty, scraped and bruised. Without hunting skills a man couldn't provide for his family and would have to rely on the support of others. Camma wished them a good night's sleep, and with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she left them alone and returned to her own place within the cave. Even those who had never seen her use the Clan signs before, knew what they were seeing, they had heard about it at one time or another. He knew what it would be. He looked at Melodene again and asked, "Where is Monkam? I want you to know I will stand by you, and your family. Soon it was time for the people of the Ninth Cave to leave for the north. Ayla asked. He was the first among all the Mog-urs in his Clan of seven caves, simply because he could imagine that things might not be what they seemed. They looked at her and then around at the outdoor hearth and smiled shyly. Ayla wanted to find out more about this woman. Much of the walls were still only sketched in with charcoal outlines, but where they were completed, the paintings were breathtaking. As she sat up, the hide door-flap at the entrance to the lodge was moved aside and the first Zelandoni from the southern caves stepped in. Then I will tell you about our people so you won't feel so alone." Until the body was interred, the Spirits would not know what their actions meant. She earnestly hoped that she could. Cambarre and Jonayla had easily reached the place below the Nineteenth Cave that they had decided would be their campsite that afternoon. "Jonayla, since you and Cambarre are here, maybe you two could give us a day and help us with our spearthrower from horseback proficiency? By the time he thought about that, it was too late to say anything because she had explained that she too was Mog-ur of equal rank to him in her own people's eyes. It's nice being away from all the other Zelandoni and Acolytes for a while. It sounds like a very useful medicine that will save lives," Ayala said hopefully. What if they tried to destroy his hunters with a curse? Maybe that's why they helped them. "I have a dress tunic. It is a wonderful experience to have a trusting little ball of fur following one around.". We all loved him" Ralev's voice trailed off for a moment. Then as the last stones were laid in a cairn, the people stood back and the female Mog-ur began to perform an eloquent lament in motions and signs that stirred the Clan man's soul. It is good to know she fares well. Their Mog-ur has a daughter. As dusk turned to night, Ayla crept into the furs next to Jondalar. What would be left for her here? "Take with you your tools to make new spears for the hunters of the next world." They both looked around at the profusion of paintings both complete and in progress. 'Any Zelandonii man would have been screaming from the pain by now,' he thought. But she regretted that they had to use it. "It is said that her trouble in birthing their boy, Bokovan, has made it unlikely they will have more children. Still running, Mageb passed the grazing herd, barely disturbing their tranquility. It had taken considerable power of persuasion to get the story from him, but it finally came out. Ayla flushed, feeling uncomfortable with all eyes turned on her, but she was determined not to show it if possible. "I want to look at your wound and see how it looks today. "She's no better than a flathead, that one!" They felt that evil corruption was dealt with by incantations from a Mog-ur, not necessarily just medicinal herbs. She made the formal Clan introductions, verbally to Joharran, while signing for the benefit of her Clan guests, then explained what had happened while he'd been away. I don't see your horses and don't think we have time to try to find them. There would be many more firsts for the young couple, starting with making their new dwelling into a home. Silence descended. The warm proximity of the animal made her reflect upon her past horse friends, those who she still missed so much. She has been practicing with the spearthrower from horseback like your people do. It blended into its surroundings, made from tree branches and thorn bushes. All of the other Zelandonia well enough to travel from the entire region, were now gathered in one place. As they progressed through the main gallery and into the passageway that led to the sacred pillar in the small chamber deep within the cave, they could see more light. The zesty mint morning tea reminded her of Jondalar and she asked Proleva if she knew where he was. "According to mother, the Clan men think that a weapon that has been touched by a woman is cursed and can no longer be used to hunt with.". We're anxious to see what he's done with the interior. "Zelandoni, are you there?" Ayla still felt drained, but she also felt stronger than the day before. The pace was slow because they could only go as fast as the men walking ahead and the ground was uneven and rough and a pole-drag would have been an uncomfortable conveyance for a man whose wound was as severe as Jondalar's. Maybe she had learned to speak from a man of the Clan and she didn't know the right phrasing. I know you don't think he deserves our concern, but I know something about being made to feel different. Jonayla thought for a moment, "Although I can't treat all the horses like I do Gray, I think everyone should make the horse they rely on most part of their family. Maybe after a night of sleep he would understand more and feel more confident. He was sitting by their tent leaning against the carry bags with his eyes closed, smiling. Rubio knew that she was old enough to be his mother, but he was still attracted to her as a man would be to a woman, although he wasn't sure what that really meant. After each day's meditation and dream time, it was her habit to relax and commune with the natural world in her immediate surroundings. He turned and walked back to the guest hearth and sat down, now watching the female Mog-ur closely. The Donier asked. You know that we use spearthrowers. Sometimes when a big story was being told, one that had been announced during the day, they would build a huge bonfire and walk around it, speaking many parts using a group of storytellers. Both men chuckled companionably. "The Clan only thought of my son as deformed, but I could tell he was a mixture of Clan and me. He would tell her about the hunting and killing of Clan people. As they sat by the cheery little fire with their hot fragrant tea, Jonayla looked at her mother and asked, "What will happen now mother? Jondalar, Jonayla and Durcan had dismounted in the corral to the south of the main cave and were walking back to meet Ayla at the cave entrance so there was no one else for the people to look at. He leered at her, indicating that he'd like to please her by doing more than she had asked. She could read the relief in the cave leader's eyes as she bid him farewell. Dipping her fingers into the water she sprinkled some on to the prostrate Donier's face until her eyes fluttered open. "Well, I have no intention of losing Jondalar. "Well, you're here and I'm glad you are," was all he said, remaining silent as they rode slowly south along the trail. "The younger brother did not know what to say. It would be an overnight journey if everything went as planned. Since the First Zelandoni had become ill, things hadn't gone well for peace in the north, a peace that had always been present in the region before this time. This was a critical moment; Cambarre knew it and did as Jonayla had done. Ayla explained that with her knowledge of his language, she hoped to find out, from his point of view, what was happening and why the Clan were attacking the Chimudonii who lived in the north. They might form a conclave of all six southern caves to support their own candidate. Let me see our little visitor," he said, stopping in front of the young couple. If he and Jonayla were now such good friends, perhaps even sharing pleasures, she thought it wise to spend some time with him. She knelt down beside him, assuming the Clan woman's position when speaking to a Clan man. He never had to speak to a strange Zelandoni before and he wasn't sure what to do. Let's dispense with the gossip straight away: Jean Auel lives. Ayla loosened the straps of the pole-drag to free her horse from its weight. But it is strange how time will heal the rawness of the pain and only leave behind what was good between you," Camma said with sadness in her voice. If anyone should be giving thanks, it's me. The path they followed was also damaged and several times they had to dismount and lead the horses further up the slope and through bracken and shrubs that hindered their way. It will now and for always and evermore shall be so.'. Jondalar took Ayla's hand and they retired to the lodge to be alone with each other. We feel that this way we can honor them and keep their memories alive. "You're going to have to let that little wolf down to run beside us pretty soon Jonayla. She taught me Clan medicine, so let me help this hunter. He had eaten the man's gift and certainly could not give it back, nor could he let him leave without a gift in return. Jonayla, being more subtle and knowing what would work better with the spiritual leaders, made a convincing case that if her mother died, no one among the Zelandonia would be as capable as her mother to be able to use the small amount of remaining fungus to find more. "You have always talked sense and you've never pretended to be something more than you are. He hoped knowing who was involved with this furry little beast would put them at some ease. They don't normally kill people who have done bad things. If he curses you, you will die. As the women filed from the Zelandoni lodge there were murmurs of surprise as Jonayla walked in single file with the other women. Since Cambarre's parents walked the Spirit World, Willamar stood in for him. That evening would be the last meal when everyone would be together before leaving for home. Jonayla could see his distress, she'd just listened to his story, understanding every word he had conveyed and she knew without a doubt that the Clan was serious about this. Should she count Durc? Willamar still called her by her personal name when they were alone. "They aren't afraid of hard work and they know the value of doing things right.". Jonayla, unasked, but knowing that her mother would prefer her to sing the Mother's Song, raised her clear voice in song. "Yes, exactly, that is why we must have a real conversation between all of the Zelandonia and an agreed upon way forward. Dula knew she should have shared her new knowledge with the other healers but new ideas that weren't part of Clan tradition were usually frowned upon and besides, she wasn't sure if she could find any more of this particular fungus. At first she hadn't understood what the images were telling her, but when she saw the same set of images in her mind's eye each day, she slowly began to understand what would happen, what must happen if she were to succeed to the position of First Zelandoni. Carving Wolf's image and then using his essence to bring his image to life has gone a long, long way in giving me peace of mind. Ayla gestured that the southerner should sit up and she gave her the cup of water, saying, "Drink, it will refresh you.". With his blonde hair and weathered complexion he looked very strong and capable. Jonayla was glad to see that the Chimu had followed her instructions for the care of their horses. "I had the totem of the Cave Lion, which is unusual for a female, but it led me to become, 'The Woman Who Hunts'. She felt so happy and wanted to keep that feeling for as long as she could. "Well, no I guess that would be a foolish thing to make happen. "I thought you didn't want me to call you that anymore," Ayla said, a little mystified. It's almost as if fate was urging you to stay with us," Ayla smiled again, reminding Ralev of a story he'd decided to develop about a woman with a beautiful smile. "My mouth is watering just thinking about it. The leader looked familiar to Ayla. Jonayla!" "Your pup has shown me the way. He hadn't been able to do anything to help, other than to search with the others. There would always be stains in the leather but it would be clean enough to wear for the time being. When I was young, many summers ago, it would have been a problem, having a territory that is so stretched out, but now with horses we can move supplies where they are needed so that a larger territory is now practical. ", "No they wouldn't!" "He's a mixture, not only a man of the Clan, but part of us too. "We were chasing flatheads. I need to speak to a responsible leader of the Others.". Support; something I will need now more than ever. He looked over at Jonayla to see how she felt and saw that she looked happy with the idea. It was knowing the possible result and her own inexperience that was holding her back. 'But what a sign from The Mother,' Ayla thought. Ayla looked up from the little fire she was tending, "Yes?" Auel was born Jean Marie Untinen in 1936 in Chicago. Apparently Ralev's storytelling had resonated with the Zelandonii so her Clan past wasn't such an abomination to them as it might have been when she had first come to the Ninth Cave. She paused for a moment, "I remember what it was like before the Spearthrower and the horse," she said, reminiscing. There were nods and voices raised in agreement by the leaders and Zelandonia attending the council. We never found out if Ayla found her clanher family. Jondalar had become less and less talkative over the past few years. For better or worse. "Jonayla, where have you been? We stopped at many places on our journey here, where the people would have loved to welcome us as members of their communities, no matter what our past might be. Clan Gatherings were held every seventh summer, so Groog would be twenty-one summers old, in the Other's reckoning of time, although he didn't think of it that way. Doesn't that seem right; don't you think that this is a sign?". After all it is in your honor. Ayla thought for a moment. Now she knew there was a message that needed to be shared, that people, no matter how different, were all The Earth Mother's children and should be respected and treated with fairness and understanding. That makes no difference about how I feel toward you. The Third looked back at the speaker a little more critically now, noticing the self-satisfied expression on her face as she spoke, the supreme confidence, the almost condescending tone of her words. Jonayla made the face she always did when she talked about her parents and the antics they always got up to. In the future I hope I won't be speaking with the same regret in my voice that Camma is speaking with now.'. "You're my life Willamar," she murmured into his ear. Out of necessity Ayla had developed the dried mud projectile that she had used to bring down the two men. Ayla invited the southern Doniers to meet her at the Ninth Cave in seven days to discuss the future and to get to know them better. as well as "See the patches on the inside of our horse's legs? I seem to recall you telling me that she headed north to the Nineteenth Cave and they were also going some other place. These ceremonies added to the Clan's 'memories' and were shared by all Mog-urs simultaneously. She would bring Jondalar back to the world of the living. As far as the Zelandonia are concerned, we're happy with your leadership and we support you.". How why had he come? This story explores some of the issues brought up but not resolved in the original books and supplies some answers to a few of those lingering questions. That would allow three hunters an entire day of training in hunting from horseback.". ", "I don't know Brukeval told me to hold him captive". The stories and songs soon told of her confrontation. "The daughter of my mate's hearth tells me that your Medicine Woman may have something that might help cure his wound." She wanted to kill the man who had used a spearthrower on Jondalar but at the same time she had an overwhelming need to get back to him to see how badly he was hurt. These movements although subtle, were overt shows of support for their candidate. Ayla knew that it was mere chance that she was still alive. Ayla was grateful that someone was taking charge so she could concentrate on Jondalar's wound. These meetings on the trail had slowed the procession further but had built solidarity of purpose. "The first moon is called Warming Moon, (March). Duroban climbed down from the rock and called to the other side of the trail, "Stay and continue to watch, I'll be back as soon as I have delivered these people to our leader." I've kept it packed away for longer than you've been alive. It was also decided during their meeting to take some time next summer to search for the fever fungus. She wears a medicine woman's otter pouch and speaks Clan as well as you and I do. Everyone stood silent and listened, even the Chimu who were standing some distance away were entranced by the beauty of the song. It was but a few minutes before they were inspecting the other images and galleries in the cave. He felt a flush of pride that the people of his cave were the ones who kept the sacred cave ready for important ceremonies such as this. "We should go," Cambarre said, taking Jonayla's hand and then guiding her to a faint game trail. STOP! She had blue eyes, blonde hair and a high intelligence quotient. Mostly, Jean used to visit the parts of Old Europe and even met Dr. Jean Clottes from France. He says she transferred some of her magic to them so anyone can start a fire just by striking them together.". She said the last part as she stepped through the door to the outside with her arms full of parcels. When she found out that they had decided to use the last of the Clan fungus to save her life, she accepted that the Mother may have had that in mind when She had placed it into her hands. Did he tell you why he went into the north?" Groog was propped up on his sleeping furs looking into the fire that burned in the hearth, the flames reflecting in his large dark-brown eyes. What do you think? Would you be able to call a gathering for later today, maybe as the sun reaches above the western hills? "Yes Zelandoni Who Is First, everything is ready, we were only waiting to see if you would be well enough to conduct the ceremony. Just as Jonayla lay in her mother's dwelling, pushing her child from between her legs, groaning in the agony of giving birth, and while Cambarre paced just outside, bolstered by Jondalar, Joharran and Willamar, a woman came by with the third food clutched in her hands. "This is 'First Wolf Cave' and we certainly are honored when a wolf visits it. If he'd had a concept for it, he would have called what he was feeling a sense of foreboding, yet it was tinged with a strange unnerving hope. I'll just leave, I promise. Star had been in the middle of devouring the bits of raw Elk meat that Jonayla had placed in the enclosure. Even though he was only a young child when I left him, he is as important to me as the two children given to me by Jondalar.". ", Ayla had noticed the paintings, not that they were as accomplished as her friend's work at the First Wolf Cave but they were well done. The only other obvious change was that I reduced the title of; "The First among Those Who Serve the Great Earth Mother" to "First Zelandoni" since it has to be used so many times during the story and the longer title had always seemed a distraction in my opinion. The Chimu leader and the Zelandoni from the south stood watching the procession head toward the caves with a Chimu hunter in the lead. As they moved deeper into the forest it soon became obvious that they would have to dismount and lead the horses. A second dart also missed her, resulting in another shout of pain coming from someone else in the Zelandonii party. People want explanations for things that sometimes have no explanation. Sacred Mountain has three unique, outdoor event spaces for your ceremony, cocktail hour, and reception. Now, with you under my control, I will be able to demand some things before traveling east or north or whatever direction my heart takes me," he sneered. It was definitely a Mog-ur! "After the Mother speaks, will you be First Zelandoni mother?" The Mother Spirit raised a hand and pointed to Armuna, demanding that she take her restraining hands from Her lover. She looked into the eyes of the man sitting across from her and wondered what his life must be like. We don't see them causing violence in our territory. It took us two days longer than we planned to get here because of the rock fall and we're running short on provisions. Or at least it seems to be doing that. The Donier's from the southern holdings were more than ever interested in what was taking place with their northern brethren, they knew that there were great things stirring, they had seen the evidence with their own eyes and they wanted to be part of it. He'd been staring at her from the moment he realized what she was doing. "Flatheads have killed our people and we've killed theirs, so now it's a matter of who has the stomach to finish the job. ", Ayla looked into the eyes of the man sitting next to her, "Why are you supporting me?" Suddenly he heard Jonayla's voice and saw her begin to struggle with her bonds; that was definitely another good sign. You are the most beautiful horse in the world and everyone will be envious of you when they see how beautiful you are." Ayla knew that a careful cleaning and binding of the wound produced the best results. 'A fine looking boy,' Jondalar thought. "Do you need more water? The only times he wasn't sure how he felt, was when they told stories about his mother and father. They have five children and live in Portland, Oregon[3] in the Goose Hollow neighborhood. He walked into the water to stand next to her and asked for the lump of soap. He seemed to be the leader of the group and he came to the hunter's fire for a little while. Many trees fell to the earth. She knew instinctively that this was a gift from the Mother and that it was a singular honor. Now leave me." Bagba is dying and if you curse him with some strange medicine he may not be able to hunt for food and greet his ancestors in the Spirit World.". Crouching down she put her fingers into the flowing water and thought about her future. They could always send someone back for more men if it became necessary. Cambarre knew Jonayla had built up a small herd of horses and that she'd spent many moons in the field doing just what they were doing now. I think the Zelandonii will discuss what is to be done with you when they hear what you're up to here. "No, not if you want to take the young. He didn't like that thought, not one bit. What would life be like if she lost him? Ayla recognized the woman as she was forced toward the outdoor hearth. "I understand Jondalar, but I feel I owe Brukeval a decent burial, one that observes all the rituals required to help him reach the Spirit World.". 12. 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