Chapter Eighteen
HNARSE AND NEETHA
Through the dark of another night, the herd grazed steadily. Hnarse Stargazer watched the movement of the stars and waited. An elder now, it was responsible for many important decisions. The Went’s most sacred had shed their burden. The Last Mother had taken up their souls for safekeeping and the Old Mothers had been duly mourned. Now day followed day in restless progression.
When the strange two-legs had been sighted again, Went had sung their presence to the Heart. Hnarse wondered if they were there because the Heart had made it so. They had been sung last cycle, and now again in this one. Did this mean they were now to be regenerated every cycle? Part of Heart’s Truth?
Hnarse shook its fur to clear its thoughts – far too deep for so early on the pa
