It was a drive inside her that made her strive to do what she thought was right, even when she wasn't sure she would succeed, or even wanted to. Tears came as she thought about her child having a child, then she smiled and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her tunic and stopped trying to second guess herself. But the fact that the Others used his language when hunting was a complement as far as the Mog-ur was concerned. Melodene could use a steady man to care for her after what she's been through. He drew some strength from the fact that his original fear of the woman had been a reasonable fear of her animals and not the woman herself. Instantly several hunters were at the lip of the cave, weapons in hand. This had always been a conflict for her. This was my birth moon, when my mother brought me into the world. In reality, it wasn't this that made her want a proper burial for Brukeval. The sacred place his people maintained was situated at the highest point in the eastern hills of Old Valley and was recognized by all the Zelandonii people as the Mother's Sacred Mountain. "I don't know if it is or not, but I do know that I would feel such relief and happiness if you do as you propose. Cambarre and Jondalar were at the men's fa'lodge and Jondalar felt the time was right for his question. Ayla couldn't hold back any longer, now that the hunter had eaten, she had to know more about how Lanzadonii friends were doing. They forded the river and we're following them. She will tell you more. "Proleva, this is Folrian of South Face," Ayla introduced the child. As you have heard, the giant waves came and obliterated all the villages along our coast. She looked toward the noise and saw Willamar and Melodene coming toward them carrying a cooking basket each, full to the top with blueberries. ''They've found that almost everyone of Caucasian extraction has at least 1 to 4 per cent of Neanderthal in their DNA,'' Auel says with a laugh. Some men from across the river were hunting flatheads and were injured. "And that, believe it or not, is why the sea is salty.". They don't normally kill people who have done bad things. Suddenly, those at the guest hearth heard the noise of returning hunters as the camp came alive. If it is worth it, you will do it. "I just was asking if they were well." The next morning the Zelandonii who had not gone on the hunt left for the Summer Meeting. As she sat there rocking back and forth slightly, feeling completely miserable, Joharran hesitantly came over to her and cleared his voice as if to gain her attention. Jonayla would set up the gear while her mother built a fire and cooked the food. Ayla paused to look up at a brilliant blue sky with hardly a cloud visible to the eye. There was nothing she could do that would change that. Ayla could see that her daughter was struggling with something, but decided to remain silent and let her either talk about it or not. What would they do if they knew what was happening back at the Chimu village? The older brother was preoccupied, thinking to himself that he had to have the bowl, that his younger brother didn't deserve such powerful magic. The Clan watched the scene from above with trepidation as the horses raced toward the female Mog-ur of the Others. Then promising to meet again the next day, they went to their home lodges to deliver their kills as a contribution to the evening's meal. His gaze quickly took in the man of the Others some distance away. There would be room made for anyone who wanted to attend because this tragedy had happened during the Summer Meeting it affected them all and therefore all Zelandonia and cave leaders would attend to represent their caves. Located in the charming and bustling town of Julian, California, just outside of San Diego. Just as Ayla completed her accusation there was the sound of a spearthrower's dart whizzing past her ear and a shout of pain came from behind her. What was he thinking, putting his own pleasure ahead of Jonayla's mother and the others that would be worried about her. By the time my father passed into the Spirit World, the Chimu had two communities and a third one planned. The man's face reddened, "Well, not every Maga Spear is the same, it only has to be carved to make it a Maga Spear. Everyone would find their sleeping furs early that night, in hope of an early start in the morning. But now, when he said something it would be interesting or it would be important. There was a ripple of excitement among many, looking forward to the wordplay that everyone expected as the Doniers began to examine the candidates for the position of First Zelandoni. He had no children of his own and we loved each other. Zolana, my mate will fix you some food and a nice tasty tea. I only wish I hadn't had to go north so soon after you arrived. I think sometimes not having to think about the problems of the people is just what I need," Ayla said, smiling at her mate, grateful for his suggestion. Jondalar and Cambarre turned their mounts toward the sounds. A heat was building up inside her that was exciting, yet at the same time comfortable. Many of her readers say they have reread the series over and over again in order to re-live the Ayla experience. Ayla and Jonayla took the marker away to the stream and worked on it with sharp flint to remove the bark, and sand and water to make the stripped surface smooth. They brought Melodene and Groog with them as emissaries for the time when they met their respective groups. The children could have become like their parents but instead they had grown up to be just the opposite. It was the Donier they had all seen and knew about, the blonde woman who had brought the understanding and control of horses to the people, the one who commanded a wolf to do her bidding. the woman storyteller rounded on Ralev as if she were truly mad at him. ", Jondalar laid back and closed his eyes again. Now they must travel north on the east side of The River and take the ridge route. The story was pouring out of Melodene now as if she couldn't stop herself. Ayla felt she should kneel as a well-mannered Clan woman would, but she fought the impulse. He had his spearthrower strapped in front of the carry basket on his horse's flank within easy reach and a quiver of bird spears. "Groog, do you know that my mother is holding a meeting with the leaders from other caves and will be talking about the violence in the north?" What questions did you want to ask me? But one more thing I must say and I hope that everyone will take heed. Groog wasn't sure how much to say, but decided that he had to find out if this story that her daughter had told him was what he thought it was. "Greetings Groog," Jonayla signed, speaking his name, which made Lorala giggle. That is what I have with Jondalar and I couldn't wish you a better relationship than to be with Willamar. All the Doniers from both the north and south holdings were journeying to Old Valley and Sacred Mountain to sanctify the ashes of their dead leader and to elect a new one so the problems could be addressed. Ayla was also buoyed by her meeting with her fellow Zelandoni, the day before. While Ayla washed herself, Jonayla did the best she could with their mother's clothing. She was tired of the violence and she didn't like the people who followed the Shaman who seemed to be the main instigator of the unrest between the Clan and her people. ', "The younger brother told his mate the tale of his adventures. I know I'm an old man, many would think I am too old to take a mate and that may be, but we have decided to stay together; Melodene has consented to come back with me to the Ninth Cave. He's sitting up and I think if the southern Zelandoni wasn't there to stop him, he would be here with us now. He hadn't meant to and was about to apologize and admit he didn't know much about Maga Spears. I would be happy if you had a child by this man Melodene. Jonayla asked, hoping the news was good. As she watched them busily setting up the travel tents she remembered back to the time when they were both babies. she indicated the fever-ridden man lying in front of her. She did all such jobs for living up to 1976, after which she went on to explore the author inside her. Then he looked outward to see the female signing for him to pick the spear up and hold it again. I can only think the Mother commanded me to do it. She then blew on the live spark and quickly began to build the fire, adding twigs then some of the wood that Jondalar had brought. Kill more Auroch than your spear," he said, pointing at Mageb's spear, trying to make him understand. Suddenly Ayla's thoughts were interrupted by chanting. They would be back in the arms of the Zelandonii before midday. "If somehow I could have just fit in as Jondalar's mate I would have been happy. He would again be secured to the pole-drag for his safety when travel resumed. Not waiting for Atta to die from the poison, Armuna walked over and looked down at him. We have no time for the likes of you!'". She struck the flint against the firestone causing a hot spark to land on the fluff and kindling, blowing on the ember until a flame flared up. The Clan medicine woman, whose name was, 'Dula', looked up at the female from the Others who was standing beside her. I didn't know what to think when I saw just your head above water. She showed no fear as the horses were brought to an abrupt halt beside her. She took the lead because it was her nature to do so. "It is good to see you up and walking around after such a short time. The Chimu woman stood and stared at the strangers for a moment. "That will take a long time father," Durcan said. "I will inform the others of your wish to meet at Sacred Mountain. This was the Ninth Cave's share from the summer hunts. My father said this evil might come back for anyone it didn't get the first time and he suggested that we journey inland far away from this threat. The earth was moving, shaking under his feet and his heart was beating as if he were facing a cave lion. Both Ayla and her daughter rode away to hunt. Durcan wasn't happy about being left behind, but Ayla reassured herself that at eleven summers, he would soon find things to distract himself from his disappointment. "Mog-ur," Ayla continued. Maybe that was why she was so special and had so many talents for just one person. We hunt here fairly often and there are several killing surrounds. She learned these things when she lived alone in a valley in the middle of a wilderness.". "Ayla!" Ayla knelt, piled some starter fluff in the small circle of stones she used to contain a fire for heating water and then unceremoniously struck the flint against the firestone, creating a long bright spark that jumped into the fluff. Many times there were flute players and drums and even singers who accompanied stories, or sometimes they just played the instruments and sang. Especially Marilla, she was a few years older than Jonayla and a world more grown up, at least in Jonayla's eyes. They would stay at their own people's lodge to greet guests, while members of other caves circulated between feasting caves to congratulate and share in the new couple's joy. To hold them and turn them over to their hunters for punishment when all is done.". During the thanksgiving ceremony and feast the new mothers sat in a place of honor as the people of the cave came over to them to complement them and their new babies. "'The best flint then, and some fresh baked cakes with mountain pine nuts perhaps?' It will also be easier to hunt game, since the animals won't be as harassed as they normally are with smaller hunts all summer long. She had been in failing health after Hochaman died ten summers ago. He'd grown up with the craft and was even a fair hand at it himself. He knew he should confront the issue of his past with Marilla, but didn't know how. I feel the power from this pillar that is so centered in this space that doesn't quite touch the earth but looks as though it should. I don't want another mate but I would be grateful to stay with you for the rest of my life. Jonayla hoped that the Chimu would join her people and become one with the Zelandonii; it would be a good thing for both the Chimu and the Zelandonii. As they communicated, Jonayla realized that there were similarities in their two separate societies; the Clan cared about their young as much as her people did. Groog was startled when the man called 'Jonlar' tapped him on the shoulder and signed that he wanted him to lie down on a hide that was stretched between two poles. This is hard to believe. Durcan heard talk just the day before at the Ninth Cave's main hearth that some of the men might hunt for young wild dogs. "Jondalar, I'm alright. "Cambarre. 'These are shiny and very rare. Durcan yelped in fright. "There, there, you beautiful, wonderful horse, you will be a magnificent horse, a strong hunter who all the people will honor for your bravery and stamina. Cambarre, will you help set up camp too?". ", "Yes Zelandoni, it would be an honor to travel with you," Cambarre said, actually feeling honored to be asked. Proleva will see to your needs.". "Well then Zelandoni, you'll be surprised to know that mine isn't the only wolf that walks with people." This answers first letter of which starts with A and can be found at the end of A. It was like magic. That had been a moment of great joy he'd hugged to himself like a cloak, giving him something to look forward to. There is no reason to sit in deliberation once the Mother has spoken. It is the way of the Clan and has been since ancient times," Ayla tried to make her daughter understand, but when Jonayla rolled her eyes, showing her exasperation with her mother's lecture, Ayla just smiled. All I know is that I was guided to take away a bit of Wolf's essence and bring it here to this place and to you. He would be made to perform labor for the entire cave with constant oversight from the leader's mate, a stern woman with an injured arm that had not healed properly and limited what work she could do. It would leave a fearsome scar. The Doniers are there in the main camp and he is doing much better. That was a pleasant thought. She would have to decide how to deal with this. "What is this about the moon and what is 'harvest'?" Jondalar also added his appreciation, saying, "That story sounds strangely familiar. "You're absolutely right Cambarre; my parents shared pleasures with others. That would be his signal to run as fast as he could to alert the elders who were working on the mountain. And I will try to be circumspect with my innermost feelings around the others, but I would like to consider you a friend and advisor that I can trust and confide in. Eyzinah said that they would move to her parent's hearth for the time being, though they might move back to their own hearth in time. She recognized the little stream first and knew that the grave was just ahead. "She said if she can't have a child of mine then she would rather not have one. It would take several days to strike a camp this size. The cave is over by the hills to the north, you can see smoke from their outdoor hearth. It marked her, but it did not kill her Then another thought burst through and a chill of recognition crept up his spine. Camma had learned the basics by trial and error and therefore was better at controlling her horse than the other two. Finally with a sigh, Ayla turned to face the shore. Apparently an old woman who lived nearby in the forest had told her that to take small amounts of poison over time would allow her body to adjust to it and be less and less affected by future poisonings. "Besides, when you start to rely on your horse and have horses around you all the time you stop wanting to hunt them for food. I think whatever problems the information caused are insignificant compared to the understanding and acceptance that I have received from my fellow Zelandoni. She was tall enough so that strands of her blonde hair tickled his cheek as the wind picked at it. So as the days passed, speculation increased. You don't have to, you know. It seemed just a small group of five or six. "But even if the Clan disappears from the earth someday, they are here, now, and are still children of The Great Earth Mother and though different from us, they are people and deserve to be recognized as people. The mesh panels had been removed and the wrapped body of Blandar was then suspended over the grave-pit by wooden poles and ropes made of sinew. She was then taken to the leader's hearth because no other hunter wanted her. Having completed the ritual, she indicated the food on the many tables and finished by saying, "Come everyone, feast in honor of our departed brother.". ", Jondalar opened his eyes wide, "What? Ayla and Jonayla worked away at the post until it was smooth as a deer's ear, then each taking an end, carried it near to the gravesite. Durcan was instantly transported to another time and place as the storyteller began his tale. She and her brother Artibon are friends of Durc. His mind was suddenly brought back to the present when he heard a voice very near. A Zelandoni's rank depended on a complex combination of things. ", Ayla noticed that the Third used the term Clan, rather than the more derogatory "flathead" when describing the people in the north. As Ayla talked, she continued to sign the same information to Groog so he would understand what she said. It didn't really matter that they had seen him. Someone would have to be notified, someone would have to watch over Durcan while he was looking for Ayla and Jonayla. he said in an excited voice. What say you?" ", There was a momentary silence, then without exception all the Doniers broke their silence and exclaimed in loud voices that they wanted no other in her place. You can also blame her for the firestones that Madroman used to impress your people into believing that he was something more than just a grasping, puffed-up nothing.". Jonayla tells me that you have been asking to talk to me.". Here were placed countless little oil lamps making the small chamber seemingly bathed in daylight. He stood on his toes, straining to see across the valley, he wasn't sure if it was the bonfire beacon or not. Almost from the very beginning of her illness she had tried to convince the younger Donier that the important issue at hand, wasn't her health, but that Ayla should be ready for the challenges that would face the people after she was gone. Cambarre and Jonayla had easily reached the place below the Nineteenth Cave that they had decided would be their campsite that afternoon. Ayla watched, wide-eyed as the tawny predator leapt with its jaws wide, showing sharp carnassial fangs made for slicing into its prey. Jonayla was instructed to bring Groog and to translate their conversation for him. That night, the two Mog-urs talked about their lives and experiences, comparing their religious ceremonies and beliefs. The Fifth Cave Donier stood up and looked around at the gathered Zelandoni, making eye contact with each before reciting the Mother's Prayer, raising his voice when he came to the last stanza. Please! He was heading back with his sling to the little meadow that had offered good hunting the afternoon before. the boy virtually wriggled with excitement and admiration, so much so that his father felt momentary jealousy at his son's obvious hero worship. It helps to settle the people. No, it was another gift to her from The Great Earth Mother, for Jondalar to be the first man she would meet and to experience life standing beside him, to have his children and his support. She also saw the hunters mark at his throat, 'So he was a hunter too,' Ayla thought. ", Ayla was uncomfortable with high praise she felt wasn't warranted, so she changed the subject, "How are you doing today Robinar?". She knew that in the beginning he must have been in great pain from the damage caused by his severe beating, but he never complained, in fact he never even mentioned his condition. They needed rain, it had been a very dry summer. Even now as Zelandoni she still thought of herself as 'Ayla' and encouraged Jondalar to continue to use her name. Ayla hugged Jondalar close, hoping they would soon be together like that again. I think they were satisfied with our past spiritual leader, but I also think they would be happy to have someone from their area as First Zelandoni for a change. Groog looked into the eyes of the female Mog-ur and he remembered what he'd seen her do before and understood that she would be the one to bring these killers to justice if anyone could and that his people needed her goodwill. All she wanted now was to hear and see what was being offered to her. My only reason for writing this book is to continue the vibrant saga that Jean created over the past forty years. He decided that he would do the same, for now. Jonayla's voice was pure and vibrant as she closed her eyes and sang with every fiber in her. This was a storage place, but not for food because it had been there for many years and no longer held the frozen properties of natural permafrost within its walls. Ayla pointed toward a man standing close to Brukeval's prone body. I was orphaned by an earthquake and I was sick and almost dead from a cave lion wound to my leg. "You can smell them, they smell strongly of horse. Together they would begin the trek to the Summer Meeting once again. Riding along the trail without a care, enjoying their shared solitude, time just seemed to melt away. Actually the tea was a bit overpowering, but she could see Zolana was proud of it and she knew it would be a restorative drink in the cold of winter, so she drank it all and asked for a second cup. The moment passed as Jonayla worked beside the fire. I will see you there," Ayla said as she finished folding her furs and placing them at the edge of the tent to clear the center space. She opened her eyes and said something he couldn't make out from where he stood. "There are Five Sacred Colors. he pleaded again and again. "Um, yes First Zelandoni," he replied. "I was thinking how nice it was to be away from the tension of the meeting and to be here with you. We might be talking late into the evening and I want to make sure everyone has food so they're able to concentrate on the issues at hand without hearing their stomachs rumbling.". "Greetings young ones. Against the back wall of the surround were some sleeping shelters and an area with an awning stretched over it for rainy days, but the main area was just a big open space where people could sit and watch and listen, although there was a structure at the side of the compound that had a dugout floor and a pointed roof providing a more intimate space when needed. That night when the meetings and discussions were over and all the others had left, Ayla and her daughter stood together in the slivery moonbeams that illuminated the final resting place of the one who had been First Zelandoni before her. I have no doubt they would have killed him.". She turned to see the Zelandoni of the Third Cave standing near the edge of the screen. She still held Jondalar's hand in hers, not wanting to let go. Ayla immediately recognized Summer Child and felt her spirits rise. I haven't had my moon time since the first time we shared pleasures, so it's been long enough to be sure. "'The fishermen must salt the fish if they want to stay out longer to catch more,' he thought. There were chisel marks along the top and sides, making the opening more uniform than it had originally been. They are filthy disgusting carrion beasts with no honor and no humanity. He realized that this Mog-ur of the Others might be more powerful than anyone he had ever known. Willamar was holding Melodene snugly now, telling her he was just being certain she wouldn't fall. Suddenly, she felt renewed strength and determination. commanded the young man, and the Snake Bowl stopped spinning and no more food appeared. "Yes, it looks safe," Jonayla said and without another word stepped into the pool and sank down submerging herself completely under the water. Brukeval's resting place is through those trees. "Do you see anything else?" ", "I count thirty-six summers, I believe. Jonayla climbed over the surround gate and demonstrated as she continued to talk in a soothing voice to a small, dark brown colt with a light tan belly. 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. "And so here we are today. What do you think? The journey had started at dawn three days before. The whole family helped, including Joharran and Proleva and even Jaradal when he wasn't leading a hunt. Rubio had heard the stories from traders visiting the valley. This is the end of winter." Ayla asked. Please let me talk to you," Melodene pleaded. "That is a sensible idea Joharran," Ayla agreed. Apparently the split between their people had forced this portion of the population to congregate here. Jonayla was surprised by all of these statements of devotion from this man. How could anyone kill a child and then display its tiny skull as if it were a trophy. ", "Why are you saying these things now Cambarre?" They had really wanted to make Hilltop Holding before dark, but since it was almost dusk and they had not reached their destination, they began to look for a suitable campsite. He made a typical Neanderthal tool for me. Melodene suggested that it would be quicker to come here rather than back to Hilltop Holding south of the Neema River. He could always make excuses to Marilla later. He came from the cave as if startled by the lateness of the day. 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