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CL114
Clanluna
Chapter 114: Winter.
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Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
That night, Maeba had a vision. Creb, The Mog-Ur appeared to her. She recognized him because she had been present during one of Luna’s yearly conjurations of him. His eye seemed to the pierce her soul as he gazed at her and signed:
“The Clan is always and forever unchanging. As it is not, it shall always be. Nothing Clan ever changes.You will always be who you remember.”
He then, morphed into the Luna, who told her:
“You are setting president. As you do things, so shall your daughters and all Clan Weeches forever. There is no future in those Clan women. Your daughters are the future of the Clan. What will they be like? Will you sentence all Clan weeches forever to be submissive women who wait on their mates, anticipate their Needs and let them selves be beaten down until their mates demand the Relieving of their Needs?”
Maeba awoke with a start. Her son, Greeb, was fussing, so she sat up and held him to her breast so he could nurse. As she sat next to her sleeping mate and daughter in the tipi, she realized that none of the other women would have daughters, only sons. So the next generation would have only her daughters to mate. So who would her sons mate? She wished that Mariza had sent the stork already. She could send Greeb away so that he would be able to find a mate. If only he were a girl . . . . having a need, was triggering her Clan memories of her ancestors. There was a pureblood who gave her squib son up for adoption . . . . . before that, a pureblood witch killed her squib daughter . . . . Further back, there was a Witch who used potions to turn her daughters into sons . . . Wait a minute! There is a potion that could fix that! And now that she needed it, Maeba could remember how to make it! . . . but some of the ingredients didn’t exist in this time . . . She’d have to write Ayla. . . . give her the recipe and tell her what she can remember the missing ingredients doing in the formula. . .
After writing down the details, Maeba sent the owl with a letter to Ayla. Starting that day, Maeba taught her daughter how to use a sling and encouraged her to practice as the clan walked. On alternate days, Mooba would practice her sling with her mother or gather plants. While traveling, Maeba wouldn’t be able to grow a magical garden, so she had to gather what she could when their path crossed it. She also used this opportunity to teach the younger Weez-urs Herbology.
Dislodging the memory of that potion dislodged others. While being Clan was not like viewing the memories in a Men’s Ceremony under the Guidance of a mog-ur. When Maeba need to know how to do something, the memory would suddenly appear. Her memories of what had happened more that 4,000 year ago in the Luna derived memories were the clearest. This was the era when Luna’s ancestors, muggle and magical were living a stone age lifestyle closest to Maeba’s own. The time between 4,000 and 500 years ago was a bit hazier. But little had changed for Luna’s ancestors in that time. The past 500 years of Luna memories were the hardest to recall. Too much had changed during that time and most of it was very different from the life Maeba was living. Luna’s personal memories were the easiest to recall of that era, the summation of the changes in that time. So even though there was more than one Potions Mistress in Luna’s ancestry, Luna’s traumatic experience learning potions had hindered Maeba’s ability to be reminded how to make potions.
Maeba had read all of Luna’s school books and could recall them well enough that she could write them down if she wanted. The history books were the hardest to understand, except those parts that referred to events that Luna’s ancestors had personally participated in. Even then, Meaba could remember the events, even though she couldn’t understand what she was seeing.
A few weeks later, an owl brought a letter from Ayla with a revised recipe for the gender changing potion using ingredients that could be found in the current era and a sample of the complete potion. Maeba didn’t hesitate the give the potion to her son. But she didn’t remember how painful the potion was supposed to be until Greeb started screaming. A wave of her wand made his screams silent. It would be over in about 30 heartbeats.
“What have you done?” signed Groom!
“This Weech has changed her son into a daughter.” signed Maeba. “This Weech was told by the Luna and the Creb to do this.”
Maeba believed this particular interpretation of her vision, so in her mind, it was truth.
“Well do not do that again,” signed Groom.
“There we be no need in the not yet,” signed Maeba, as she vowed to spend the rest of her child-bearing years either on the totem-strengthener, or the fertility potion that makes girls. Perhaps Luna and Ayla were all ready doing that? No. She didn’t remember that.
The Clan continued to travel. Walking and sometimes Maeba would ride behind Groom on the back of one of the Cave bears. When the first snowstorm of winter hit. It was obvious that the rest of the Clan would not survive winter in their lean-tos. So Maeba transfigured the five lean-tos into a tipi and the Clan crowded into it and hers. Broogran’s and Doon’s families joined her in her tipi. Those two Weez-urs knew the least magic and would need her and Groom to help them survive the winter in a tipi without a cave.
The Clan continued to travel between snowstorms. Ceban and Groom had each taken three years of Divination and Maeba was as good at it as Luna. So they knew when to stop and set up camp, and when to travel. When they were stopped for a Storm, Maeba and Ceban would teach the Weez-urs magic.
It was near the shortest day when the snow storm ended, but Maeba’s divinatory readings told them the lull between storms was too short to travel. Still, they could get out of the tipis, and stretch their legs in the snow. When Meaba stepped out of the tipi, she saw that Groom had spotted something. In the distance were some men. They were dressed in winter Clan wraps, with furs wrapped around and tied to their arms, legs and feet. The men started warily walking towards the tipis. When they got close enough, Ceban signed:
“This Leader Greets you.”
“This mog-ur greets the spirits,” signed one of the men.
“We are not spirits,” signed Ceban. “There is another storm coming soon. Do you need shelter?”
“No, our cave is nearby. Would your Clan like to shelter from the Winter with us?” signed the mog-ur.
“We would stay until it is safe to travel again, then resume our travel,” signed Ceban, before going into introductions. “This man is Ceban, Leader mog-ur of the Clan.”
“This man is mog-ur of his Clan,” signed the man.
Once the men had been introduced to each other, Ceban signed for them to pack. Maeba and Groom waved their wands and quickly took down the tipis and packed the Clan’s belongings before shrinking it down. In 100 heartbeats, the Clan was packed and ready to travel.
“Spirits!” waved the host mog-ur.
“We are no Spirits,” signed Ceban. “We are Weez-urs.”
“And a Weech,” signed Maeba.
“Weech! Some of our Clan were saved from a blizzard by a Weech many years ago!” signed the mog-ur.
“This man has heard the story from Mariz’s son, Zariz,” signed Ceban. “Your Clan must be the one that met Mariza.”
“Yes! Yes! We met the Mariza spirit!” signed the mog-ur.
The local mog-ur took them back to his cave and introduced them to his Leader, Burk. The local clan was about the same size as theirs. They were quite surprised when Maeba enlarged shrunken food and the women of her Clan cooked it up for them. It was obvious that Burk had feared he would have to feed the empty-handed strangers. Instead, they were providing half of a feast. The women of Burk’s Clan worked to provide the other half. The blizzard had arrived by the time they had started eating.
The storm lasted several days. Knowing that it was time for the Winter Mother Festival, Ceban approached Burk’s mog-ur about having Wo/Men’s Ceremonies the night before. Ceban’s Clan would provide the sacraments, then the next night, Ceban’s Clan would show them their special Winter Mother Ceremony.
And so, Ceban made the Women’s Ceremony Potion, which had evolved a bit from a simple datura tea. Iga and Ayla had added their touches to the the mix. The current version, gave women energy, inspired visions, and removed their inhibitions. Maeba had made the potion for the Men’s Ceremony. a creation by Ayla designed to calm the mind, aid memory, and inspire visions.
Maeba and Ceban gave their potions to the mog-ur and medicine woman, who then traded them. The Women’s ceremony went well. They all had a splendid time dancing the night away. But during the Men’s Ceremony, Ceban took control and showed them the memories of the way he was used to seeing them. None of the men of Burk’s Clan had ever had such and intense experience with the Men’s Ceremony. Creb The Mog-Ur had set a high standard that the mog-urs of the Clanluna had been following ever since.
The next night, after explaining it, Maeba led them in the Winter Mother festival. The women of Burk’s Clan were a bit shy about the whole Idea. But the women of Ceban’s Clan had already dragged their mates back to the hearths before they could. And so, as the potion began affecting them, the women of Burk’s Clan started following suit, dragging the men of Ceban’s Clan back to the hearths. Maeba, as clanluna got to choose last. She ended up with a young man named: Bruk. She kept her wand close at hand the whole time, had to stun him once and put him in a full body bind three times while she explained what he was supposed to do to her. It gave her a real appreciation for Iga The Clanluna’s accomplishment, redfooting a Clan into the clanluna. When Maeba had redfooted Doon it hadn’t been this difficult to get him to try Relieve her Needs. But Doon had grown up in the Flamel Clan of the Clanluna. Bruk was completely Clan. Finally, she just knelt and let him Relieve his Need. But she felt like SHE had Forced HIM!
A few days later the there was a pause in the winter storms. Maeba’s divinations showed that it was several days of clear weather, so they bid Burk’s Clan goodbye and resumed their journey.
Traveling gave Maeba plenty of time to think. Seeing Ayla’s new version of the gender changing potion made Maeba realize that part of the reason she had so much trouble with potions is that she had no memories for it. She had memories for potion, but not the formulas that Ayla had developed. Ayla had changed the recipes and Maeba had no memories for the changes. This got Maeba to thinking, what if her memories were to become lost after she is gone? Perhaps she needed books after all. After they had found their cave, Maeba resolved to write down a copy of Luna’s books for her Clan, that included all of Ayla’s new potion recipes.
A snowy owl arrived with a letter from Mariza. Maeba’s owl was spending the winter with Luna. So Mariza was the only one communicating with her during the winter. Maeba wrote back and told her about meeting the same Clan that Mariza had.
They continued to travel all winter, stopping for storms, hunting as they went. When they stopped, Maeba and Ceban and the older Weez-urs would help remind the younger Weez-urs how to do magic. In the Spring they saw the first sign of people. In the distance, a group of Others were hunting megaceros by throwing spears at them. After downing one, the others ran off. The Others were just approaching their kill when one of them pointed out Ceban’s Clan to the others.
Some of the Others remained to butcher their kill, while four of them approached Ceban’s Clan with their spears in hand. One of them handed his spears to the others and stepped forward.
“I doe no if you kin understand me,” said the man in Zelandonii. “Also we doe woent inny trouble. I got nothin’ aginst flatheds, also this iz Zelandonii land. Also you move beside”
Maeba was surprised she understood that much of their language. ‘thoni had really helped them with their language skills by saying those Zelandonii words and their English equivalents to her.
Knowing that the Others would respond better to a female, Ceban signed:
“Try to explain to him that we are just traveling here.”
Maeba handed her now, daughter Greeba to Groom, who put her on the back of one of the Cave Bears, and stepped forward with her hands out in greeting.
“‘n te ‘a’e ‘f Luna ‘ g’v’ y’u ‘r’t’n’s. ‘ ‘m Maeba.” said Maeba in Zelandonii. She couldn’t pronounce their words, but she made the attempt. She then, released his hands and signed with exagerated motions:
“WE GO NORTH. No STAY HERE.”
“Did she just greet me? I didn’ think flatheads could understand greetings,” said the man of the Others, before turning back to Maeba and raising his voice so she could understand him becasue he was louder. “NO! YOU NO GO ZELANDONII WORLD! YOU GO CLAN WORLD! Aaaiiiii!”
Suddenly the man was hanging upside down by his foot. Maeba looked and saw that Ceban had his wand in hand. One of the man’s friends was trying to pull him back down to the ground, the other was raising his spear. Maeba quickly pulled her wand and sent a silent disarming charm at him, the spear flew out of the man’s hand as he was knocked back by the force of her spell. Ropes shot out of the tip of Groom’s wand as he tied up the third man who had tried to help their Leader. The man Maeba had disarmed suddenly went rigid as Zorv put him in a full body bind. Žorvnaž and Broogan had their wands out now and were ready for trouble.
The Others by the downed animal, ran away to get help. But Ceban’s Clan didn’t try to steal their kill. They left it where it was.
This was the first of several confrontations with the Zelandonii. The Others didn’t want Ceban’s Clan to travel through their territory, but were not putting a great deal of effort into stopping them either. Ceban tried to avoid approaching their caves, Sometimes they would meet a group of Zelandonii who had been warned about them, other times, they would take them completely by surprise.
Finally, saw it in the distance . . . the cave with the overhanging rock that the men had seen in their memories. As they approached they saw that there were people already living in this cave.
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“Scourgify!”
Gaea looked over to see her oldest daughter, Artemiseleneris, with her wand in her hand, cleaning the blood off her sleeping furs. Unlike the weez-urs that Gaea had created with polyjuice, her two oldest daughters had already shown a dependence on wands to do magic. Artemiseleneris had the same Sea-blue eyes as her mother, but her hair was more of a golden blonde that reminded Gaea of Ayla.
“Mother, I’ve become a woman,” announced Artemiseleneris.
This took Mara/Gaea completely by surprise. All these years the focus of her planning and scheming had been focused on the polyjuice-made weez-urs, and her clergy and the cave-elves. It hadn’t occurred to her to make plans for what she would do once her daughters became women! Gaea’s brow wrinkled as she tried to figure out how to make Artemiseleneris fit into her plans. . .. .
Gaea – (33) Spirit Other, (dirty blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) formerly Mara, Luna’s Daughter, clanluna, Weech, Wilmar’s ex-Mate, living Goddess of the Sungaea, Head of Dragon Camp. Clan-Death-Cursed
------Artemiseleneris (14) - Other, (golden blonde hair, sea-blue eyes), daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------Aphrodionephthys (11) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------ (7) – Other cave-elf, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------ (4) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------ (1) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
Ravenclaw Clan of the Clanluna list
Ceban Fmr (17) – ¾ Clan son of Eba, Weez-Ur, N: C,T,D,R, Cr,
---Oga Fmr (15) – Clan daughter of Bona, Ceban’s mate
------fMeb fMr (6) – ¾ Clan Oga’s son, Weez-ur
------ fmr (3) - Clan, Oga’s son, Weez-ur
------ fmr (0) - Clan, Oga’s son, Weez-ur
---Gregra Ar (10) – Clan, daughter of Grooga, Ceban’s 2nd mate
------ Ar (1) - Clan, Gregra’s son, Weez-ur
Groom Fr (16) – ¾ Clan, Grooga’s son, Weez-ur
---Maeba Ar (18) – Clan, (former Other), (Black hair, gray eyes) Luna’s Daughter, Weech, Groom’s mate, N:C,T,D,H,R,Cr,Div
------Mooba Ar (3) - Clan, Maeba’s daughter, Weech
------Greeba Ar (0) - Clan, Maeba’s daughter, Weech, former son, Weez-ur
Žorvnaž Fr (14) – ¾ Clan son of Borvna, Weez-ur
---Grorvma Fmr (11) – Clan, Cruma’s daughter
------ fmr (4) - Clan, Grorvma’s son, Weez-ur
------ fmr (1) - Clan, Grorvma’s son, Weez-ur
Zorv Fmr (14) ¾ Clan, Cruma’s Son, Weez-Ur
---Bora fr (10) – Clan daughter of Borvna, Zorv’s mate
------ fr (1) - Clan, Bora’s son, Weez-ur
Broogran Ar (11) – ¾ Clan, Grooga’s son, Weez-Ur
---Oda Fr (8) – Clan, Groogra’s daughter
------ fr (0) - Clan, Oda’s son, Weez-Ur
Doon Fr (10) – ¾ Clan, son of Oova, Weez-Ur
---Doova Fr (7) – Clan, Oova’s daughter, Doon’s mate
---------various Cave bears
---------Owl
Clanluna
Chapter 114: Winter.
Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
That night, Maeba had a vision. Creb, The Mog-Ur appeared to her. She recognized him because she had been present during one of Luna’s yearly conjurations of him. His eye seemed to the pierce her soul as he gazed at her and signed:
“The Clan is always and forever unchanging. As it is not, it shall always be. Nothing Clan ever changes.You will always be who you remember.”
He then, morphed into the Luna, who told her:
“You are setting president. As you do things, so shall your daughters and all Clan Weeches forever. There is no future in those Clan women. Your daughters are the future of the Clan. What will they be like? Will you sentence all Clan weeches forever to be submissive women who wait on their mates, anticipate their Needs and let them selves be beaten down until their mates demand the Relieving of their Needs?”
Maeba awoke with a start. Her son, Greeb, was fussing, so she sat up and held him to her breast so he could nurse. As she sat next to her sleeping mate and daughter in the tipi, she realized that none of the other women would have daughters, only sons. So the next generation would have only her daughters to mate. So who would her sons mate? She wished that Mariza had sent the stork already. She could send Greeb away so that he would be able to find a mate. If only he were a girl . . . . having a need, was triggering her Clan memories of her ancestors. There was a pureblood who gave her squib son up for adoption . . . . . before that, a pureblood witch killed her squib daughter . . . . Further back, there was a Witch who used potions to turn her daughters into sons . . . Wait a minute! There is a potion that could fix that! And now that she needed it, Maeba could remember how to make it! . . . but some of the ingredients didn’t exist in this time . . . She’d have to write Ayla. . . . give her the recipe and tell her what she can remember the missing ingredients doing in the formula. . .
After writing down the details, Maeba sent the owl with a letter to Ayla. Starting that day, Maeba taught her daughter how to use a sling and encouraged her to practice as the clan walked. On alternate days, Mooba would practice her sling with her mother or gather plants. While traveling, Maeba wouldn’t be able to grow a magical garden, so she had to gather what she could when their path crossed it. She also used this opportunity to teach the younger Weez-urs Herbology.
Dislodging the memory of that potion dislodged others. While being Clan was not like viewing the memories in a Men’s Ceremony under the Guidance of a mog-ur. When Maeba need to know how to do something, the memory would suddenly appear. Her memories of what had happened more that 4,000 year ago in the Luna derived memories were the clearest. This was the era when Luna’s ancestors, muggle and magical were living a stone age lifestyle closest to Maeba’s own. The time between 4,000 and 500 years ago was a bit hazier. But little had changed for Luna’s ancestors in that time. The past 500 years of Luna memories were the hardest to recall. Too much had changed during that time and most of it was very different from the life Maeba was living. Luna’s personal memories were the easiest to recall of that era, the summation of the changes in that time. So even though there was more than one Potions Mistress in Luna’s ancestry, Luna’s traumatic experience learning potions had hindered Maeba’s ability to be reminded how to make potions.
Maeba had read all of Luna’s school books and could recall them well enough that she could write them down if she wanted. The history books were the hardest to understand, except those parts that referred to events that Luna’s ancestors had personally participated in. Even then, Meaba could remember the events, even though she couldn’t understand what she was seeing.
A few weeks later, an owl brought a letter from Ayla with a revised recipe for the gender changing potion using ingredients that could be found in the current era and a sample of the complete potion. Maeba didn’t hesitate the give the potion to her son. But she didn’t remember how painful the potion was supposed to be until Greeb started screaming. A wave of her wand made his screams silent. It would be over in about 30 heartbeats.
“What have you done?” signed Groom!
“This Weech has changed her son into a daughter.” signed Maeba. “This Weech was told by the Luna and the Creb to do this.”
Maeba believed this particular interpretation of her vision, so in her mind, it was truth.
“Well do not do that again,” signed Groom.
“There we be no need in the not yet,” signed Maeba, as she vowed to spend the rest of her child-bearing years either on the totem-strengthener, or the fertility potion that makes girls. Perhaps Luna and Ayla were all ready doing that? No. She didn’t remember that.
The Clan continued to travel. Walking and sometimes Maeba would ride behind Groom on the back of one of the Cave bears. When the first snowstorm of winter hit. It was obvious that the rest of the Clan would not survive winter in their lean-tos. So Maeba transfigured the five lean-tos into a tipi and the Clan crowded into it and hers. Broogran’s and Doon’s families joined her in her tipi. Those two Weez-urs knew the least magic and would need her and Groom to help them survive the winter in a tipi without a cave.
The Clan continued to travel between snowstorms. Ceban and Groom had each taken three years of Divination and Maeba was as good at it as Luna. So they knew when to stop and set up camp, and when to travel. When they were stopped for a Storm, Maeba and Ceban would teach the Weez-urs magic.
It was near the shortest day when the snow storm ended, but Maeba’s divinatory readings told them the lull between storms was too short to travel. Still, they could get out of the tipis, and stretch their legs in the snow. When Meaba stepped out of the tipi, she saw that Groom had spotted something. In the distance were some men. They were dressed in winter Clan wraps, with furs wrapped around and tied to their arms, legs and feet. The men started warily walking towards the tipis. When they got close enough, Ceban signed:
“This Leader Greets you.”
“This mog-ur greets the spirits,” signed one of the men.
“We are not spirits,” signed Ceban. “There is another storm coming soon. Do you need shelter?”
“No, our cave is nearby. Would your Clan like to shelter from the Winter with us?” signed the mog-ur.
“We would stay until it is safe to travel again, then resume our travel,” signed Ceban, before going into introductions. “This man is Ceban, Leader mog-ur of the Clan.”
“This man is mog-ur of his Clan,” signed the man.
Once the men had been introduced to each other, Ceban signed for them to pack. Maeba and Groom waved their wands and quickly took down the tipis and packed the Clan’s belongings before shrinking it down. In 100 heartbeats, the Clan was packed and ready to travel.
“Spirits!” waved the host mog-ur.
“We are no Spirits,” signed Ceban. “We are Weez-urs.”
“And a Weech,” signed Maeba.
“Weech! Some of our Clan were saved from a blizzard by a Weech many years ago!” signed the mog-ur.
“This man has heard the story from Mariz’s son, Zariz,” signed Ceban. “Your Clan must be the one that met Mariza.”
“Yes! Yes! We met the Mariza spirit!” signed the mog-ur.
The local mog-ur took them back to his cave and introduced them to his Leader, Burk. The local clan was about the same size as theirs. They were quite surprised when Maeba enlarged shrunken food and the women of her Clan cooked it up for them. It was obvious that Burk had feared he would have to feed the empty-handed strangers. Instead, they were providing half of a feast. The women of Burk’s Clan worked to provide the other half. The blizzard had arrived by the time they had started eating.
The storm lasted several days. Knowing that it was time for the Winter Mother Festival, Ceban approached Burk’s mog-ur about having Wo/Men’s Ceremonies the night before. Ceban’s Clan would provide the sacraments, then the next night, Ceban’s Clan would show them their special Winter Mother Ceremony.
And so, Ceban made the Women’s Ceremony Potion, which had evolved a bit from a simple datura tea. Iga and Ayla had added their touches to the the mix. The current version, gave women energy, inspired visions, and removed their inhibitions. Maeba had made the potion for the Men’s Ceremony. a creation by Ayla designed to calm the mind, aid memory, and inspire visions.
Maeba and Ceban gave their potions to the mog-ur and medicine woman, who then traded them. The Women’s ceremony went well. They all had a splendid time dancing the night away. But during the Men’s Ceremony, Ceban took control and showed them the memories of the way he was used to seeing them. None of the men of Burk’s Clan had ever had such and intense experience with the Men’s Ceremony. Creb The Mog-Ur had set a high standard that the mog-urs of the Clanluna had been following ever since.
The next night, after explaining it, Maeba led them in the Winter Mother festival. The women of Burk’s Clan were a bit shy about the whole Idea. But the women of Ceban’s Clan had already dragged their mates back to the hearths before they could. And so, as the potion began affecting them, the women of Burk’s Clan started following suit, dragging the men of Ceban’s Clan back to the hearths. Maeba, as clanluna got to choose last. She ended up with a young man named: Bruk. She kept her wand close at hand the whole time, had to stun him once and put him in a full body bind three times while she explained what he was supposed to do to her. It gave her a real appreciation for Iga The Clanluna’s accomplishment, redfooting a Clan into the clanluna. When Maeba had redfooted Doon it hadn’t been this difficult to get him to try Relieve her Needs. But Doon had grown up in the Flamel Clan of the Clanluna. Bruk was completely Clan. Finally, she just knelt and let him Relieve his Need. But she felt like SHE had Forced HIM!
A few days later the there was a pause in the winter storms. Maeba’s divinations showed that it was several days of clear weather, so they bid Burk’s Clan goodbye and resumed their journey.
Traveling gave Maeba plenty of time to think. Seeing Ayla’s new version of the gender changing potion made Maeba realize that part of the reason she had so much trouble with potions is that she had no memories for it. She had memories for potion, but not the formulas that Ayla had developed. Ayla had changed the recipes and Maeba had no memories for the changes. This got Maeba to thinking, what if her memories were to become lost after she is gone? Perhaps she needed books after all. After they had found their cave, Maeba resolved to write down a copy of Luna’s books for her Clan, that included all of Ayla’s new potion recipes.
A snowy owl arrived with a letter from Mariza. Maeba’s owl was spending the winter with Luna. So Mariza was the only one communicating with her during the winter. Maeba wrote back and told her about meeting the same Clan that Mariza had.
They continued to travel all winter, stopping for storms, hunting as they went. When they stopped, Maeba and Ceban and the older Weez-urs would help remind the younger Weez-urs how to do magic. In the Spring they saw the first sign of people. In the distance, a group of Others were hunting megaceros by throwing spears at them. After downing one, the others ran off. The Others were just approaching their kill when one of them pointed out Ceban’s Clan to the others.
Some of the Others remained to butcher their kill, while four of them approached Ceban’s Clan with their spears in hand. One of them handed his spears to the others and stepped forward.
“I doe no if you kin understand me,” said the man in Zelandonii. “Also we doe woent inny trouble. I got nothin’ aginst flatheds, also this iz Zelandonii land. Also you move beside”
Maeba was surprised she understood that much of their language. ‘thoni had really helped them with their language skills by saying those Zelandonii words and their English equivalents to her.
Knowing that the Others would respond better to a female, Ceban signed:
“Try to explain to him that we are just traveling here.”
Maeba handed her now, daughter Greeba to Groom, who put her on the back of one of the Cave Bears, and stepped forward with her hands out in greeting.
“‘n te ‘a’e ‘f Luna ‘ g’v’ y’u ‘r’t’n’s. ‘ ‘m Maeba.” said Maeba in Zelandonii. She couldn’t pronounce their words, but she made the attempt. She then, released his hands and signed with exagerated motions:
“WE GO NORTH. No STAY HERE.”
“Did she just greet me? I didn’ think flatheads could understand greetings,” said the man of the Others, before turning back to Maeba and raising his voice so she could understand him becasue he was louder. “NO! YOU NO GO ZELANDONII WORLD! YOU GO CLAN WORLD! Aaaiiiii!”
Suddenly the man was hanging upside down by his foot. Maeba looked and saw that Ceban had his wand in hand. One of the man’s friends was trying to pull him back down to the ground, the other was raising his spear. Maeba quickly pulled her wand and sent a silent disarming charm at him, the spear flew out of the man’s hand as he was knocked back by the force of her spell. Ropes shot out of the tip of Groom’s wand as he tied up the third man who had tried to help their Leader. The man Maeba had disarmed suddenly went rigid as Zorv put him in a full body bind. Žorvnaž and Broogan had their wands out now and were ready for trouble.
The Others by the downed animal, ran away to get help. But Ceban’s Clan didn’t try to steal their kill. They left it where it was.
This was the first of several confrontations with the Zelandonii. The Others didn’t want Ceban’s Clan to travel through their territory, but were not putting a great deal of effort into stopping them either. Ceban tried to avoid approaching their caves, Sometimes they would meet a group of Zelandonii who had been warned about them, other times, they would take them completely by surprise.
Finally, saw it in the distance . . . the cave with the overhanging rock that the men had seen in their memories. As they approached they saw that there were people already living in this cave.
GAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEAGAEA
“Scourgify!”
Gaea looked over to see her oldest daughter, Artemiseleneris, with her wand in her hand, cleaning the blood off her sleeping furs. Unlike the weez-urs that Gaea had created with polyjuice, her two oldest daughters had already shown a dependence on wands to do magic. Artemiseleneris had the same Sea-blue eyes as her mother, but her hair was more of a golden blonde that reminded Gaea of Ayla.
“Mother, I’ve become a woman,” announced Artemiseleneris.
This took Mara/Gaea completely by surprise. All these years the focus of her planning and scheming had been focused on the polyjuice-made weez-urs, and her clergy and the cave-elves. It hadn’t occurred to her to make plans for what she would do once her daughters became women! Gaea’s brow wrinkled as she tried to figure out how to make Artemiseleneris fit into her plans. . .. .
Gaea – (33) Spirit Other, (dirty blonde hair, sea-blue eyes) formerly Mara, Luna’s Daughter, clanluna, Weech, Wilmar’s ex-Mate, living Goddess of the Sungaea, Head of Dragon Camp. Clan-Death-Cursed
------Artemiseleneris (14) - Other, (golden blonde hair, sea-blue eyes), daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------Aphrodionephthys (11) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------ (7) – Other cave-elf, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------ (4) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
------ (1) - Other, daughter of Mara/Gaea, Weech
Ravenclaw Clan of the Clanluna list
Ceban Fmr (17) – ¾ Clan son of Eba, Weez-Ur, N: C,T,D,R, Cr,
---Oga Fmr (15) – Clan daughter of Bona, Ceban’s mate
------fMeb fMr (6) – ¾ Clan Oga’s son, Weez-ur
------ fmr (3) - Clan, Oga’s son, Weez-ur
------ fmr (0) - Clan, Oga’s son, Weez-ur
---Gregra Ar (10) – Clan, daughter of Grooga, Ceban’s 2nd mate
------ Ar (1) - Clan, Gregra’s son, Weez-ur
Groom Fr (16) – ¾ Clan, Grooga’s son, Weez-ur
---Maeba Ar (18) – Clan, (former Other), (Black hair, gray eyes) Luna’s Daughter, Weech, Groom’s mate, N:C,T,D,H,R,Cr,Div
------Mooba Ar (3) - Clan, Maeba’s daughter, Weech
------Greeba Ar (0) - Clan, Maeba’s daughter, Weech, former son, Weez-ur
Žorvnaž Fr (14) – ¾ Clan son of Borvna, Weez-ur
---Grorvma Fmr (11) – Clan, Cruma’s daughter
------ fmr (4) - Clan, Grorvma’s son, Weez-ur
------ fmr (1) - Clan, Grorvma’s son, Weez-ur
Zorv Fmr (14) ¾ Clan, Cruma’s Son, Weez-Ur
---Bora fr (10) – Clan daughter of Borvna, Zorv’s mate
------ fr (1) - Clan, Bora’s son, Weez-ur
Broogran Ar (11) – ¾ Clan, Grooga’s son, Weez-Ur
---Oda Fr (8) – Clan, Groogra’s daughter
------ fr (0) - Clan, Oda’s son, Weez-Ur
Doon Fr (10) – ¾ Clan, son of Oova, Weez-Ur
---Doova Fr (7) – Clan, Oova’s daughter, Doon’s mate
---------various Cave bears
---------Owl
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