Chapter 24
hare stomps its foot, ready
time to play! call the warren
I took more care journeying through the woods after I left Mrs. Herold’s, knowing my powers were at a low point with Sakura’s rising. That night, I wrote poems to each of my ancestors, welcoming them back in my own small, private kami-mukae ceremony to welcome the return of the gods and spirits. Then, I danced, whispering my prayers for the living: safety for Henry, happiness for the Gunjabmi’s, abundance for the Sumisu’s, support for Mrs. Herold. Continued rehabilitation for the Mudlands, a strengthening of the bond between me and Jonah.
Rabbit had risen, the totem of community. It was said Rabbit heard all, knew all, and used that knowledge for the betterment of the warren. For the tribe. Of course, rabbit could als
