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Clanluna
By winter, it was apparent that Both Đelđuma and Zoub’s mate, Hađiča were Blessed. But when it came time to deliver Hađiča’s baby, she didn’t want Zariz to deliver it. She only wanted Đelđuma to be present. After some argument, Đelđuma relented. But as she helped Hađiča breath and push. A sudden gust of wind blew up the hide that acted as a door to the chamber. Đelđuma ignored it and didn’t call Hađiča’s attention to it when the appropriate potions levitated out of Zariz’s case and into her hand. But this was turning out to be a very difficult birth. Đelđuma had been trained as a članluna with the idea that she might be the only healer for her član. But she was not a Medicine Woman. Zariz, however, was a Medicine Man and knew more about healing than her. Finally, Đelđuma was forced to admit defeat.
“Listen Hađiča, the baby is not coming out,” said Đelđuma. “If I cut you open, I might be able to save the baby, but you’ll die. . . . Or I could give you this potion and the baby will die. You’ll still have to push it out. But you’ll be able to have another one someday.”
“No! Save my baby!” yelled Hađica.
“But you’ll die!” exclaimed Đelđuma.
“I don’t care! Save my baby!” yelled Hađica.
Chapter 115: Medicine Man
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“no! We can save them both!” Said Zariz, appearing out of thin air as he dropped the disillusionment charm that had kept him hidden.
He stepped behind the squatting Hađiča and a red beam came out of his wand that he swept across her spine.
“MY LEGS! I CAN’T FEEL MY LEGS!” shouted Hađiča, as she fell backwards.
“Relax . . . It’s just temporary to prevent the pain,” said Zariz soothingly as he caught her and lowered her onto her back.
Another light from his wand made her lay rigid and still as he put her in a full body bind. Then, his wand made a beam of light that Zariz drew across her abdomen, cutting her open. Blood began pouring out of the hole. He reached into the hole he’d cut in Hađiča and pulled out the placenta, the chord attached to it, and finally Hađiča’s son, whom he handed to Đelđuma. Another sweep of his wand sealed up the wound. He then flicked to release the full body bind jinx on her. Grabbing a potion flask made from the tip of a snorkack horn with a carved stopper made of mammoth ivory from his bag, Zariz held it to Hađiča’s mouth and said:
“Drink this or you will die!” Seeing her obey; Zariz explained: “It will stop the bleeding. Now drink this one. It’s to replace the blood you loss. I didn’t sew you back together by hand and the sewing charm that is holding you together needs to be renewed each day until you heal” said Zariz, as he rolled her to the side and swept another beam of light across her spine.
Hađiča screamed as she sat up and curled into a fetal position.
“Sorry, I thought you’d rather be able to feel and move your legs. And a pain relieving potion would get in your milk and affect your son.”
Đelđuma had started cleaning the baby, but a wave of Zariz’ wand cut the chord and cleaned the baby. Zariz took him from her and handed him to Hađiča.
The new mother cooed as she held her son to her breast and watched him start to suckle. She looked into his eyes, counted his fingers and toes, looked to see what gender he was. Then she realized that Zariz had prevented her from having to chose which of them would live. The tears began flowing down her cheeks.
“You saved my baby . . . and me . . . Anything you want ANYTHING is yours, for life! Thank You!”
Hađiča then sobbed as she rocked her nursing son.
“I’ll need to renew the charm each day and I’ll make you a special tea each morning,” said Zariz.
It would be very bad if Hađiča were quickly Blessed again, so he was going to start giving her the totem strengthening herb. It had been one of the last things Ayla had taught him and he could tell that she was hesitant to give him that particular piece of Medicine Woman knowledge. Perhaps, because it was thwarting the will of Luna?
Winter came with a vengeance, but the walls of the stone-house kept out the winter winds. They had to make cone shaped covers to go over the smoke holes. and the snow would frequently close the gap at at the bottom of the cover that was supposed to let the smoke out and someone had to clear the snow away. Sometimes the winds would overcome the sticking charms that kept the cover over the smoke hole and it would blow away, forcing someone to retrieve it and replace it.
One morning, Zariz awoke after a storm and everything was silent. Zariz suddenly realized what he wasn’t hearing. The waterfall that had been a constant background roar in their lives had gone silent. No one else in the član was awake yet, so Zariz, put on his leggings, boots, tunic, parka and mittens and started walking down the trail the children had made along the base of the cliff to the water fall. When he arrived, Zariz saw that the cold had frozen the entire waterfall! he could tell by the river that a little trickle was flowing under the ice. But it was not enough to make a sound.
At mid winter, it was time for the Mother Festival. Đelđuma, heavily Blessed and wearing only a red fringed belt led them in the Mother festival dance. the red of her skin still hadn’t faded completely yet. She’d thought dressing as a dead person for their first Ceremony in their new home would make a dramatic impact. But the red ochre had dyed her skin and was only slowly fading. She might do that again, in the future, but not very often.
Zariz was picked by Đoročia, and she pulled him back to her sleeping furs in Ood’s room. Zariz kept Relieving her Needs until Đelđuma’s moans had ceased. As the članluna, she got to pick last, but she and Đeeš had kept going for a good long time. When Zariz was certain that Đoročia had enjoyed herself for longer than his mate, he finally Shared with her fully. That’s when the visions came. Horrific visions that made Zariz’ groan as he finished a mixture of pleasure and pain.
One morning, a snowy owl arrived with a letter from his mother, Mariza. Because her snowy owls could fly in the winter, she was the only one in contact with the various clans and she gossiped in the letters about what was going on with the other clans.
“What does it say?” asked Đelđuma.
“Hmmmm . . . . ‘Thoni had her baby, a girl . . . Zurbgranaza, Đučaviča, Vezava and Đebotiča all had girls too. . . . Vojkovica had a son . . . ‘Thoni has been painting the walls of their cave. Zeen is going to help charge it next spring.”
“I’ve heard about that ceiling of theirs, magiced to look like the sky. We should get her to do that for our stone-house,” said Đelđuma.
“We’re not the only ones with that idea. . . She’s going to paint Luna’s cave next summer. . . .Ayla sent her a recipe for a new potion. She sent me a copy too. She got the idea from Maeba. Apparently Maeba just “remembered” a gender swapping potion. Guess she doesn’t like being a woman of the Clan, after all. . . . . My sister, Širiža became a woman . . . Zeen did her 1st Rites . . . but she wants to have a redfoot next summer also! She wants to know if she’s like our mother. . . . . Wilmara has agreed to redfoot her. . . . My other sister, Vantha is doing well in Runes. . . .”
All winter Zariz had been practicing Legilimency on Đelđuma. At first he had used a wand, then he had learned how to do it silently, just by staring into her eyes while Sharing Pleasures. He’d learn to cut down the time he needed for eye contact after he’s learned how to do it in more casual settings. The results of looking into his mate’s mind had been enlightening. Her surface thoughts were often of: how she can to that “thing” she had learned Sharing Pleasures with another man, to enhance her Pleasures with Zariz. When he learned to probe deeper, he was struck by how deeply she loved him. He also confirmed the numerous times she’d lied to him when she claimed that Ood or Androm had not Relieved her Need. But this was no surprise. Zariz already knew that his mate was one of those lucky women who could easily Relieve her Need. And Relieving her Need with them had, enhanced, not diminished, her desire to Share Pleasures with him.
His skill had grown to the point that he needed only to glance into her eyes to read her surface thoughts.
Late in the winter, Đelđuma’s baby came. Zariz was in charge of the delivery, aided by the male članlunae Ood and Androm. But Đelđuma had invited the rest of the women to be with her. half of them were in Zariz’s room at any one time, while the rest of them took care of each other’s children. Sometimes Zariz would hug Đelđuma from behind, while encouraging her to breath and push. Sometimes one of the other male članlunae would do that while Zariz had his hand inside her massaging her pelvic muscles to help them stretch. When he would look into her eyes, he could see in her mind that she was afraid. Đelđuma was used to seeing babies delivered by women like her mother Krštulovič, the članluna of the Đumbleđore član. Last time, Zariz had assisted Ayla in delivering her son, Želžum. But Đelđuma knew how important it was that the other women accept their Medicine Man, so she was trying to put up a brave front.
Finally, she pushed the baby out. When she saw the look on Zariz’ face, fear gripped her again.
“What’s wrong!?! Is he deformed!?!” screamed Đelđuma, frantically.
“No . . . no . . . She’s beautiful!” said Zariz, as he used his wand to cut the chord and clean Đelđuma’s daughter before handing her to her.
Đelđuma held her daughter to her breast as she rooted for the nipple and looked down into the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen!
Few people had eyes that colour in any of the clans of the Clanluna. Most of them were the children of Iga The Clanluna. The only one in their član was . . . Androm . . .
Things were tense between Zariz and Đelđuma after that.
“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” asked Đelđuma.
“No. I do not want to talk about it,” replied Zariz, as he looked into her eyes and into her mind.
He could see that she already knew what was bothering him. . . . that she’d let her totem be defeated by Androm’s. Zariz, himself was feeling guilty about his feelings of jealousy. He’d known she was going to become a članluna and would be Sharing with other men. But he’s hoped that Luna would Bless her with a baby of his spirit at least once! But Zeen had defeated her totem at her 1st Rites, making her son, Želžum. And now Androm had given her a daughter! When would be his turn? True, he had defeated the totem of Đelđuma’s sister, Anđomeđanaea, when she had redfooted him. But he wanted a child with his mate. He wanted a child with Đelđuma!
“Would you rather be mated to him?” asked Zariz.
“Are you looking into my mind again?” accused Đelđuma. “If you have to ask, you’re not looking deeply enough! Look deeper. Go on!”
Đelđuma had locked her eyes on his, so Zariz obliged her, fearing what he was going to see in her mind . . . .
. . . He saw how angry she was at him for being jealous . . . and deeper . . . her concern that Androm, as the 3rd ranked članluna would feel he needed to leave in order to have a place for himself . . . deeper . . . her fear of losing Zariz . . . . and her love for him . . . . He went all the way in . . . back to when she was a child and spent every summer with a group of children that always included Zariz, Đoroči and Wilmara. . . . he was surprised to learn that she had known about him Sharing Pleasures with Đoroči. That knowledge, plus the fact that Zariz had been the last one that summer to finish with his redfoot (Anđomeđanaea had kept him longer because she was enjoying him so much. He was still mad at her about that) had made Đelđuma think that Zariz was like his mother . . . someone who only liked Pleasures with his own gender . . . she’d only asked him “hunting” because her past friendship made her curious . . . But then, she’d liked him so much she asked him to be her mate. . . . since then, her feelings for him had only deepened. When she went “hunting” with a man who turned out to be less skilled, Zariz was the one she closed her eyes and imagined. . . . . Although she Shared with a lot of people at the Summer Gathering, it always made her want to Share again . . . with Zariz. . . . He was her life! . . .
The Winter storms ended and Spring began. Zariz spent more time gathering Spring plants with the women than he did hunting. He also planted a small garden of magical plants from seeds Iza had given him before he left. The place they lived didn’t have steppes or park-tundra on which large herbivores lived. Their largest local land animal was the deer who lived in their forest. And so, other than the autumn culling of extra male snorkacks, they had to hunt large animals at the Summer Gathering for hides and meat. But they had a sea full of fish. The usual way of fishing was for a couple of people to go out in a boat, drop a net in the water, leave it all night, pull it up the next morning and carefully untangle the fish from the net once they were ashore. Đelđuma often went fishing on Androm’s boat. Now that spring had sprung, Đelđuma wanted her own boat. Several people offered to help her. But with her new baby, she just supervised while others did the actual work. She originally planned to use it on the lake above the waterfall. But she now realized that Zariz could shrink and carry it back and forth from the Lake to the Sea.
Now that he had gained some expertise, Zariz started looking into other peoples minds. Although people had overheard him discussing looking into her mind with Đelđuma, Zariz hadn’t shared his new magical technique with any of the other Weez-urs. He wasn’t certain he should. After all, he’d figured out how to look into other’s minds, but had no idea how to block it. And no one seemed to notice his intrusion. But he what he had to seen, deepened his friendships with the others, not hurt them. As far as he could tell, no one could tell when he was looking into their minds. But he found other people’s minds more difficult to see into than Đelđuma’s. Zariz speculated that it was because he has more intimately connected with his mate than with his friends.
At the mid-point between the Spring Equinox and the Summer Solstice the clan of Zariz’s mother Mariza held and annual Mother festival to Charge the stone circle. Think year, they’d also be charging the newly painted cave walls ‘Thoni had done. Zariz made plans to build his own stone circle. He had some ideas involving combining different forms of magic. So every clear night he’d look at the stars, noting their positions relative to various landmarks, looking for the perfect spot. Finally, he settled on a large flat rock next to the top of the waterfall. He’d seen that the rock was underwater during the spring melt. But the rest of the year. It offered a more clear view of the stars looking out over the treetops and the Sea beyond and out over the lake. He missed his mother Spring Mother festival because the he was sighting stars that night, marking their positions. with small stones. Once he’d done so, He levitated some larger stones to replace them in a circle, Stones that were too large to be washed away by the spring floods. He’d have to return from the Summer Gathering to Mark the sunrise and sunset at the Summer Solstice.
It was time to go to the Summer Gathering. This year, Luna’s Abraxas clan was hosting it. After shrinking the animals and packing everything. Zariz made them a portkey to transport them.
When they arrived, Mariza’s Hufflepuff Clan was already there. Zariz sought them out to greet his family.
“Mama! It’s good to see you again!” said Zariz, giving her a hug.
“Look how big he’s grown!” exclaimed Mariza as she spotted 3-year-old Želžum at his mother, Đelđuma’s feet.
“Anđ thiš iš my newešt daughter, Pariđa,” said Đelđuma, in English.
Mariza’s brows rose when she spotted Đelđuma’s red-haired, green-eyed baby.
“Oh my . . . . She’s beautiful!” gushed Mariza, once she had recovered. She knew as well as anyone that red hair and green eyes were unusual in the clanluna. And there was only one member of Đelđuma’s član with that coloration. With Mariza’s theory about how women got Blessed . . . . It wasn’t hard for her to guess what Đelđuma had been doing . . . and with whom!
Zariz gave his next hug of greeting to Vezava, being careful of the new baby in her arms. When he held the hug a little longer than was polite. She gave him a smile and a wink, causing him to blush. He still had those thoughts about her.
“So ‘Thoni’s already started painting the cave ceiling here,” said Mariza.
“You should see what she did the walls of our cave this winter!” exclaimed Vezava. “It’s like being outdoors!”
“Zariz! We thought we’d find you here,” said Wilmara as she and Đoroči approached.
Zariz and Đelđuma gave each of their friends a hug of greeting. After Wilmara had fussed over the baby, Zariz said:
“So I hear you are going to redfoot my sister?”
Đoroči snorted at that.
“Don’t laugh, if my mother’s correct, she’s your sister too,” admonished Zariz.
“She is . . . she IS!” realized that Đoroči. “So that means both our mothers were Blessed during that winter you spent with us when we were very young. The same Winter mother was Blessed with Marižađa. So your mother and my mother and my mother’s mate were . . . . Were you Sharing with my mother even then?”
“Long before that,” said Mariza with a smirk as she watched Đoroči squirm at the thought of his mother Sharing Pleasures.
Later that summer, when it was time for the redfoots to emerge from the cave, a crowd had gathered, as usual, to see them, with the three young men who needed a redfoot plus Zariz’ sister, Širiža in the front. Đelđuma would not be a redfoot this year, her daughter was too recently born. So she was standing next to Zariz in the crowd waiting. This year’s redfoots were: Ranza of Olivander clan (daughter of Iza, granddaughter of Ayla) Lűna of Nott clan (daughter of Krstulović, sister of Đelđuma) Dura of Mryđyn Clan (Daughter of Ura, born to the hearth of Durc) and Wilmara. (daughter of Mara AKA She-who-must-not-be-named, granddaughter of Luna) When Zariz saw Wilmara emerge from the cave with her soles dyed red, wearing only a red skirt, he thought it was a shame she only liked Pleasures with women. Glancing at Đelđuma, he could tell she knew what he was thinking, and her surface thoughts were that she was glad Wilmara liked Sharing with women. Perhaps she’ll invite Wilmara “hunting” later this summer. . . . . Wilmara took Zariz’s sister, Širiža by the hand and led her off to a tipi she had set up for her redfooting duties this summer. Luna’s whole Clan was staying in tipi’s so that ‘Thoni could more easily paint the ceiling of their cave.
Now that the opening ceremonies of the Summer Gathering were done, it was time for Zariz to go hunting, REAL hunting. Now that he was a more prominent member of a smaller clan, he had responsibilities. He needed to go out on the steppes and hunt. The large animals of the steppes provided this that couldn’t be obtained from the area he lived in. What they didn’t hunt, they’d have to trade for before they left.
The night before, Zariz had divined a small herd of mammoth. He knew the area from past Summer Gatherings. So he was able to make a portkey to bring the men of his član there. At the Summer Gathering, the women, as was tradition, went on separate hunts as a group. Once they were in the area, Zariz pointed out the herd in the distance, six does with two young. Đeeš and Zoub apparated to the far side of the herd. The mammoths heard the “Pop!” of their arrival and began moving away from them; and towards the other four men. Đeeš and Zoub apparated a little closer, causing the mammoths to pick up the pace. The Weez-urs did it again, appearing closer. Now the Mammoths were running. Đeeš and Zoub kept up the pressure appearing behind them again and again. When they tried to turn away from the group of men. Ood and Zariz apparated to the sides of the herd and set off some bright firework-like charms, keeping them charging towards the other two men. When the mammoths were close enough for a good cast, Grević, then Androm cast their spears and the mammoths. Grević hit one in the shoulder, enraging it. Androm hit another in the eye, causing it to slow, as it’s brain bled. The Weez-urs now apparated close to the herd casting hexes at them until all of them were dead or incapacitated. The living ones were finished off, then Ood cut out the hearts with a cutting curse from his wand so that they could be buried where the beasts had fallen. He then cut some pieces off the liver of the largest one to be shared raw by the men. These were rituals that had adopted from the Clan. Once done, the Weez-urs shrunk the carcasses and the group portkeyed back to the Summer Gathering where the mammoths would be enlarged and butchered.
Hunts like this were repeated throughout the summer. But Zariz still managed to find time to go “hunting” with Androm’s mate: Đuča, throughout the summer. When the women went as a group on a women’s hunt, Zariz would watch Đelđuma’s children.
On the night before the Summer Solstice, Zariz rode a portkey back home. From his stone circle he watched the stars and marked their positions. The small stones he used would be replaced by Larger ones later that were half the size of the ones he’d already placed. When the sun rose. He cast a charm to mark the spot not only here, but also on the mountains to the east. He placed a very large stone to mark the Summer Solstice sunrise at the edge of his circle. During the day, he flew on his broom to the place he’d marked when the sun had risen over the mountain and placed a large stone there. The then apparated back to the stone Circle, where he watched and marked to place where the Sun Set. He marked that place with an extra large stone. The stones he had used to mark the Sunrise and sunset were seven times the size of a man. The ones he had earlier placed to mark the stars at the mid point between the Equinox and the Solstice were three times the size of a man and the ones he had marked the Solstice stars with were about the size of a man. He’d mark them with runes and charge them later. The placement was important, for now.
Late in the summer Zariz was visiting his Mother, Mariza when his sister, Širiža approached them holding hands with a red-haired young man.
“Mother, this is Žeež, he’s a Weez-ur and has been in my magic classes,” explained Širiža. “I would like him to be my mate and he’s agreed after we finish our magical training to come live with us. . .”
“And you want my approval,” guessed Mariza. “. . . Are you one of Griga’s boys?”
“Yes Mariza, Širiža has told me all about you,” said Žeež, with a bow.
“What has she told you?” asked Mariza, suspiciously.
“That you’re a Goddess, like Luna and came perform great feats magic without a wand,” said Žeež.
“Yes she did,” answered Vezava. “and like Luna, she denies her divinity, even though it’s obvious to the rest of us.”
“Vezavaaaaa!” whined Mariza.
“So you’re not like Mama,” Zariz asked his sister.
“Eeeh, half and half,” replied Širiža. “Žeež is willing to share me with as many women mates as I want. But for right now, I’ll just mate him.”
After the Summer meeting, they returned to their home. Zoub was bringing back a new mate, Lojkova, sister of Vojkovica.
There was much work to do. A magical garden to harvest, wild plants to gather, fish to be caught, hunting to do. Zariz’ relationship with Đuča fell by the wayside almost as soon as they had returned home. He did manage to find time to work on the Stone circle though. He transfigured into regular shapes, etched runes on the stones and charged them with his wand, connecting them to specific stars. He then made some magical paints and painted pictures on the stones, which he charmed to animate. By the midpoint between the Autumnal Equinox and the Winter Solstice, he was ready to charge the circle. But there hadn’t been time for Ood and Đelđuma to work with him to create an appropriate ritual for the occasion.
Instead, they made plans to have the winter Mother festival in the circle if they could. Someone would have to watch the children and lead them in the drumming. Knežjka volunteered for this. When the longest night came, The Weez-urs went ahead and cleared the snow from the stone circle. Once the rest of the član arrived, couples began rubbing their mates with a warming potion, removing winter wear as the went. After that, it pretty much followed the usual format of a Winter Mother festival, with the children drumming in the center, except, instead of women taken men to their Hearths to Share, the had laid out a skins inside the Stone Circle next to a standing Stone. When a Weez-ur Relieved their Need, they would channel the magic through their partner and into the Stone. Zariz was picked by Lojkova.
This winter, Igača, Lojkova and Đuča were Blessed. Igača’s son came out with brown hair like hers and grey eyes like Ood and Zoub. Đuča’s son had clan-brown hair and distinctive sky-blue eyes.
Peverell Clan of the Clanluna list
Grević (28) ½ Clan, Đelić’s son, Leader
---Knežjka (32) – Other, Željka’s daughter
------Krola (11) – ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s daughter,
------Kačunič (8) - ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s Son
------Đujmoviča (5) – ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s daughter,
------ (1) - ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s Son
Ood Ađ (27) – ¼ Clan, (Red-hair, gray eyes) Iga’s son, clanluna, Weez-Ur, mog-ur, N: C,T,D,R
---Igača Hđ (27) – Other, Čović’s Daughter, Ood’s Mate.
------Ijađič (9) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur
------Đurič (5) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur
------ (2) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur
---Đoročia (19) – Other, Đihovilo’s daughter, Ood’s 2nd mate
------ (4) – ¼ Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur
------ (1) - 1/8 Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur
Zariz Ah (18) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, Sky-blue eyes) son of Mariza, Weez-ur, Medicine Man (Adopted by Thonda), N: C,T,D,R, Cr,H,Div,p
---Đelđuma Đ (18) – Other, Krstulović’s daughter, clanluna, Zariz’ mate
------Želžum, (3) – ¼ Clan, Đelđuma’s son, Weez-ur
------ (0) - 1/8 Clan, Đelđuma’s son, Weez-ur
Đeeš Ea (23) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, hazel eyes) Đišič’s son, Weez-Ur
---Žayljača Hđ (23) – Other, Željka’s daughter, Đeeš’ mate
------Đešpotošič (7) – ¼ Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------ (4) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------ (1) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
Zoub A (20) – ½ Clan son of Ebra, (Clan-brown hair, Gray eyes) Weez-ur
---Hađiča Hđ (24) – Other Đelić’s daughter, Zoub’s mate
------Zađ (9) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Đomič (6) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------ (3) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------ (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
Androm A (18) - Iga’s 1/16 Clan son, acolyle
---Đuča Đ (18) – Other, Đeča’s daughter, Androm’s mate.
---Lorka Vđ (22) – daughter of Larnuira, Telton's 2nd widow and Vojkur's 3rd widow, Androm’s 2nd mate
------Vorka Vđ (7) - daughter of Lorka,
------ (4) - daughter of Lorka,
------ (1) - 1/32 Clan, Lorka’s son
------------Various Snorkacks
------------Various Push-me/pull-yous (Wool, Furs, Meat)
---------various Cave bears descended from Hug Giv
Clanluna
By winter, it was apparent that Both Đelđuma and Zoub’s mate, Hađiča were Blessed. But when it came time to deliver Hađiča’s baby, she didn’t want Zariz to deliver it. She only wanted Đelđuma to be present. After some argument, Đelđuma relented. But as she helped Hađiča breath and push. A sudden gust of wind blew up the hide that acted as a door to the chamber. Đelđuma ignored it and didn’t call Hađiča’s attention to it when the appropriate potions levitated out of Zariz’s case and into her hand. But this was turning out to be a very difficult birth. Đelđuma had been trained as a članluna with the idea that she might be the only healer for her član. But she was not a Medicine Woman. Zariz, however, was a Medicine Man and knew more about healing than her. Finally, Đelđuma was forced to admit defeat.
“Listen Hađiča, the baby is not coming out,” said Đelđuma. “If I cut you open, I might be able to save the baby, but you’ll die. . . . Or I could give you this potion and the baby will die. You’ll still have to push it out. But you’ll be able to have another one someday.”
“No! Save my baby!” yelled Hađica.
“But you’ll die!” exclaimed Đelđuma.
“I don’t care! Save my baby!” yelled Hađica.
Chapter 115: Medicine Man
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“no! We can save them both!” Said Zariz, appearing out of thin air as he dropped the disillusionment charm that had kept him hidden.
He stepped behind the squatting Hađiča and a red beam came out of his wand that he swept across her spine.
“MY LEGS! I CAN’T FEEL MY LEGS!” shouted Hađiča, as she fell backwards.
“Relax . . . It’s just temporary to prevent the pain,” said Zariz soothingly as he caught her and lowered her onto her back.
Another light from his wand made her lay rigid and still as he put her in a full body bind. Then, his wand made a beam of light that Zariz drew across her abdomen, cutting her open. Blood began pouring out of the hole. He reached into the hole he’d cut in Hađiča and pulled out the placenta, the chord attached to it, and finally Hađiča’s son, whom he handed to Đelđuma. Another sweep of his wand sealed up the wound. He then flicked to release the full body bind jinx on her. Grabbing a potion flask made from the tip of a snorkack horn with a carved stopper made of mammoth ivory from his bag, Zariz held it to Hađiča’s mouth and said:
“Drink this or you will die!” Seeing her obey; Zariz explained: “It will stop the bleeding. Now drink this one. It’s to replace the blood you loss. I didn’t sew you back together by hand and the sewing charm that is holding you together needs to be renewed each day until you heal” said Zariz, as he rolled her to the side and swept another beam of light across her spine.
Hađiča screamed as she sat up and curled into a fetal position.
“Sorry, I thought you’d rather be able to feel and move your legs. And a pain relieving potion would get in your milk and affect your son.”
Đelđuma had started cleaning the baby, but a wave of Zariz’ wand cut the chord and cleaned the baby. Zariz took him from her and handed him to Hađiča.
The new mother cooed as she held her son to her breast and watched him start to suckle. She looked into his eyes, counted his fingers and toes, looked to see what gender he was. Then she realized that Zariz had prevented her from having to chose which of them would live. The tears began flowing down her cheeks.
“You saved my baby . . . and me . . . Anything you want ANYTHING is yours, for life! Thank You!”
Hađiča then sobbed as she rocked her nursing son.
“I’ll need to renew the charm each day and I’ll make you a special tea each morning,” said Zariz.
It would be very bad if Hađiča were quickly Blessed again, so he was going to start giving her the totem strengthening herb. It had been one of the last things Ayla had taught him and he could tell that she was hesitant to give him that particular piece of Medicine Woman knowledge. Perhaps, because it was thwarting the will of Luna?
Winter came with a vengeance, but the walls of the stone-house kept out the winter winds. They had to make cone shaped covers to go over the smoke holes. and the snow would frequently close the gap at at the bottom of the cover that was supposed to let the smoke out and someone had to clear the snow away. Sometimes the winds would overcome the sticking charms that kept the cover over the smoke hole and it would blow away, forcing someone to retrieve it and replace it.
One morning, Zariz awoke after a storm and everything was silent. Zariz suddenly realized what he wasn’t hearing. The waterfall that had been a constant background roar in their lives had gone silent. No one else in the član was awake yet, so Zariz, put on his leggings, boots, tunic, parka and mittens and started walking down the trail the children had made along the base of the cliff to the water fall. When he arrived, Zariz saw that the cold had frozen the entire waterfall! he could tell by the river that a little trickle was flowing under the ice. But it was not enough to make a sound.
At mid winter, it was time for the Mother Festival. Đelđuma, heavily Blessed and wearing only a red fringed belt led them in the Mother festival dance. the red of her skin still hadn’t faded completely yet. She’d thought dressing as a dead person for their first Ceremony in their new home would make a dramatic impact. But the red ochre had dyed her skin and was only slowly fading. She might do that again, in the future, but not very often.
Zariz was picked by Đoročia, and she pulled him back to her sleeping furs in Ood’s room. Zariz kept Relieving her Needs until Đelđuma’s moans had ceased. As the članluna, she got to pick last, but she and Đeeš had kept going for a good long time. When Zariz was certain that Đoročia had enjoyed herself for longer than his mate, he finally Shared with her fully. That’s when the visions came. Horrific visions that made Zariz’ groan as he finished a mixture of pleasure and pain.
One morning, a snowy owl arrived with a letter from his mother, Mariza. Because her snowy owls could fly in the winter, she was the only one in contact with the various clans and she gossiped in the letters about what was going on with the other clans.
“What does it say?” asked Đelđuma.
“Hmmmm . . . . ‘Thoni had her baby, a girl . . . Zurbgranaza, Đučaviča, Vezava and Đebotiča all had girls too. . . . Vojkovica had a son . . . ‘Thoni has been painting the walls of their cave. Zeen is going to help charge it next spring.”
“I’ve heard about that ceiling of theirs, magiced to look like the sky. We should get her to do that for our stone-house,” said Đelđuma.
“We’re not the only ones with that idea. . . She’s going to paint Luna’s cave next summer. . . .Ayla sent her a recipe for a new potion. She sent me a copy too. She got the idea from Maeba. Apparently Maeba just “remembered” a gender swapping potion. Guess she doesn’t like being a woman of the Clan, after all. . . . . My sister, Širiža became a woman . . . Zeen did her 1st Rites . . . but she wants to have a redfoot next summer also! She wants to know if she’s like our mother. . . . . Wilmara has agreed to redfoot her. . . . My other sister, Vantha is doing well in Runes. . . .”
All winter Zariz had been practicing Legilimency on Đelđuma. At first he had used a wand, then he had learned how to do it silently, just by staring into her eyes while Sharing Pleasures. He’d learn to cut down the time he needed for eye contact after he’s learned how to do it in more casual settings. The results of looking into his mate’s mind had been enlightening. Her surface thoughts were often of: how she can to that “thing” she had learned Sharing Pleasures with another man, to enhance her Pleasures with Zariz. When he learned to probe deeper, he was struck by how deeply she loved him. He also confirmed the numerous times she’d lied to him when she claimed that Ood or Androm had not Relieved her Need. But this was no surprise. Zariz already knew that his mate was one of those lucky women who could easily Relieve her Need. And Relieving her Need with them had, enhanced, not diminished, her desire to Share Pleasures with him.
His skill had grown to the point that he needed only to glance into her eyes to read her surface thoughts.
Late in the winter, Đelđuma’s baby came. Zariz was in charge of the delivery, aided by the male članlunae Ood and Androm. But Đelđuma had invited the rest of the women to be with her. half of them were in Zariz’s room at any one time, while the rest of them took care of each other’s children. Sometimes Zariz would hug Đelđuma from behind, while encouraging her to breath and push. Sometimes one of the other male članlunae would do that while Zariz had his hand inside her massaging her pelvic muscles to help them stretch. When he would look into her eyes, he could see in her mind that she was afraid. Đelđuma was used to seeing babies delivered by women like her mother Krštulovič, the članluna of the Đumbleđore član. Last time, Zariz had assisted Ayla in delivering her son, Želžum. But Đelđuma knew how important it was that the other women accept their Medicine Man, so she was trying to put up a brave front.
Finally, she pushed the baby out. When she saw the look on Zariz’ face, fear gripped her again.
“What’s wrong!?! Is he deformed!?!” screamed Đelđuma, frantically.
“No . . . no . . . She’s beautiful!” said Zariz, as he used his wand to cut the chord and clean Đelđuma’s daughter before handing her to her.
Đelđuma held her daughter to her breast as she rooted for the nipple and looked down into the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen!
Few people had eyes that colour in any of the clans of the Clanluna. Most of them were the children of Iga The Clanluna. The only one in their član was . . . Androm . . .
Things were tense between Zariz and Đelđuma after that.
“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” asked Đelđuma.
“No. I do not want to talk about it,” replied Zariz, as he looked into her eyes and into her mind.
He could see that she already knew what was bothering him. . . . that she’d let her totem be defeated by Androm’s. Zariz, himself was feeling guilty about his feelings of jealousy. He’d known she was going to become a članluna and would be Sharing with other men. But he’s hoped that Luna would Bless her with a baby of his spirit at least once! But Zeen had defeated her totem at her 1st Rites, making her son, Želžum. And now Androm had given her a daughter! When would be his turn? True, he had defeated the totem of Đelđuma’s sister, Anđomeđanaea, when she had redfooted him. But he wanted a child with his mate. He wanted a child with Đelđuma!
“Would you rather be mated to him?” asked Zariz.
“Are you looking into my mind again?” accused Đelđuma. “If you have to ask, you’re not looking deeply enough! Look deeper. Go on!”
Đelđuma had locked her eyes on his, so Zariz obliged her, fearing what he was going to see in her mind . . . .
. . . He saw how angry she was at him for being jealous . . . and deeper . . . her concern that Androm, as the 3rd ranked članluna would feel he needed to leave in order to have a place for himself . . . deeper . . . her fear of losing Zariz . . . . and her love for him . . . . He went all the way in . . . back to when she was a child and spent every summer with a group of children that always included Zariz, Đoroči and Wilmara. . . . he was surprised to learn that she had known about him Sharing Pleasures with Đoroči. That knowledge, plus the fact that Zariz had been the last one that summer to finish with his redfoot (Anđomeđanaea had kept him longer because she was enjoying him so much. He was still mad at her about that) had made Đelđuma think that Zariz was like his mother . . . someone who only liked Pleasures with his own gender . . . she’d only asked him “hunting” because her past friendship made her curious . . . But then, she’d liked him so much she asked him to be her mate. . . . since then, her feelings for him had only deepened. When she went “hunting” with a man who turned out to be less skilled, Zariz was the one she closed her eyes and imagined. . . . . Although she Shared with a lot of people at the Summer Gathering, it always made her want to Share again . . . with Zariz. . . . He was her life! . . .
The Winter storms ended and Spring began. Zariz spent more time gathering Spring plants with the women than he did hunting. He also planted a small garden of magical plants from seeds Iza had given him before he left. The place they lived didn’t have steppes or park-tundra on which large herbivores lived. Their largest local land animal was the deer who lived in their forest. And so, other than the autumn culling of extra male snorkacks, they had to hunt large animals at the Summer Gathering for hides and meat. But they had a sea full of fish. The usual way of fishing was for a couple of people to go out in a boat, drop a net in the water, leave it all night, pull it up the next morning and carefully untangle the fish from the net once they were ashore. Đelđuma often went fishing on Androm’s boat. Now that spring had sprung, Đelđuma wanted her own boat. Several people offered to help her. But with her new baby, she just supervised while others did the actual work. She originally planned to use it on the lake above the waterfall. But she now realized that Zariz could shrink and carry it back and forth from the Lake to the Sea.
Now that he had gained some expertise, Zariz started looking into other peoples minds. Although people had overheard him discussing looking into her mind with Đelđuma, Zariz hadn’t shared his new magical technique with any of the other Weez-urs. He wasn’t certain he should. After all, he’d figured out how to look into other’s minds, but had no idea how to block it. And no one seemed to notice his intrusion. But he what he had to seen, deepened his friendships with the others, not hurt them. As far as he could tell, no one could tell when he was looking into their minds. But he found other people’s minds more difficult to see into than Đelđuma’s. Zariz speculated that it was because he has more intimately connected with his mate than with his friends.
At the mid-point between the Spring Equinox and the Summer Solstice the clan of Zariz’s mother Mariza held and annual Mother festival to Charge the stone circle. Think year, they’d also be charging the newly painted cave walls ‘Thoni had done. Zariz made plans to build his own stone circle. He had some ideas involving combining different forms of magic. So every clear night he’d look at the stars, noting their positions relative to various landmarks, looking for the perfect spot. Finally, he settled on a large flat rock next to the top of the waterfall. He’d seen that the rock was underwater during the spring melt. But the rest of the year. It offered a more clear view of the stars looking out over the treetops and the Sea beyond and out over the lake. He missed his mother Spring Mother festival because the he was sighting stars that night, marking their positions. with small stones. Once he’d done so, He levitated some larger stones to replace them in a circle, Stones that were too large to be washed away by the spring floods. He’d have to return from the Summer Gathering to Mark the sunrise and sunset at the Summer Solstice.
It was time to go to the Summer Gathering. This year, Luna’s Abraxas clan was hosting it. After shrinking the animals and packing everything. Zariz made them a portkey to transport them.
When they arrived, Mariza’s Hufflepuff Clan was already there. Zariz sought them out to greet his family.
“Mama! It’s good to see you again!” said Zariz, giving her a hug.
“Look how big he’s grown!” exclaimed Mariza as she spotted 3-year-old Želžum at his mother, Đelđuma’s feet.
“Anđ thiš iš my newešt daughter, Pariđa,” said Đelđuma, in English.
Mariza’s brows rose when she spotted Đelđuma’s red-haired, green-eyed baby.
“Oh my . . . . She’s beautiful!” gushed Mariza, once she had recovered. She knew as well as anyone that red hair and green eyes were unusual in the clanluna. And there was only one member of Đelđuma’s član with that coloration. With Mariza’s theory about how women got Blessed . . . . It wasn’t hard for her to guess what Đelđuma had been doing . . . and with whom!
Zariz gave his next hug of greeting to Vezava, being careful of the new baby in her arms. When he held the hug a little longer than was polite. She gave him a smile and a wink, causing him to blush. He still had those thoughts about her.
“So ‘Thoni’s already started painting the cave ceiling here,” said Mariza.
“You should see what she did the walls of our cave this winter!” exclaimed Vezava. “It’s like being outdoors!”
“Zariz! We thought we’d find you here,” said Wilmara as she and Đoroči approached.
Zariz and Đelđuma gave each of their friends a hug of greeting. After Wilmara had fussed over the baby, Zariz said:
“So I hear you are going to redfoot my sister?”
Đoroči snorted at that.
“Don’t laugh, if my mother’s correct, she’s your sister too,” admonished Zariz.
“She is . . . she IS!” realized that Đoroči. “So that means both our mothers were Blessed during that winter you spent with us when we were very young. The same Winter mother was Blessed with Marižađa. So your mother and my mother and my mother’s mate were . . . . Were you Sharing with my mother even then?”
“Long before that,” said Mariza with a smirk as she watched Đoroči squirm at the thought of his mother Sharing Pleasures.
Later that summer, when it was time for the redfoots to emerge from the cave, a crowd had gathered, as usual, to see them, with the three young men who needed a redfoot plus Zariz’ sister, Širiža in the front. Đelđuma would not be a redfoot this year, her daughter was too recently born. So she was standing next to Zariz in the crowd waiting. This year’s redfoots were: Ranza of Olivander clan (daughter of Iza, granddaughter of Ayla) Lűna of Nott clan (daughter of Krstulović, sister of Đelđuma) Dura of Mryđyn Clan (Daughter of Ura, born to the hearth of Durc) and Wilmara. (daughter of Mara AKA She-who-must-not-be-named, granddaughter of Luna) When Zariz saw Wilmara emerge from the cave with her soles dyed red, wearing only a red skirt, he thought it was a shame she only liked Pleasures with women. Glancing at Đelđuma, he could tell she knew what he was thinking, and her surface thoughts were that she was glad Wilmara liked Sharing with women. Perhaps she’ll invite Wilmara “hunting” later this summer. . . . . Wilmara took Zariz’s sister, Širiža by the hand and led her off to a tipi she had set up for her redfooting duties this summer. Luna’s whole Clan was staying in tipi’s so that ‘Thoni could more easily paint the ceiling of their cave.
Now that the opening ceremonies of the Summer Gathering were done, it was time for Zariz to go hunting, REAL hunting. Now that he was a more prominent member of a smaller clan, he had responsibilities. He needed to go out on the steppes and hunt. The large animals of the steppes provided this that couldn’t be obtained from the area he lived in. What they didn’t hunt, they’d have to trade for before they left.
The night before, Zariz had divined a small herd of mammoth. He knew the area from past Summer Gatherings. So he was able to make a portkey to bring the men of his član there. At the Summer Gathering, the women, as was tradition, went on separate hunts as a group. Once they were in the area, Zariz pointed out the herd in the distance, six does with two young. Đeeš and Zoub apparated to the far side of the herd. The mammoths heard the “Pop!” of their arrival and began moving away from them; and towards the other four men. Đeeš and Zoub apparated a little closer, causing the mammoths to pick up the pace. The Weez-urs did it again, appearing closer. Now the Mammoths were running. Đeeš and Zoub kept up the pressure appearing behind them again and again. When they tried to turn away from the group of men. Ood and Zariz apparated to the sides of the herd and set off some bright firework-like charms, keeping them charging towards the other two men. When the mammoths were close enough for a good cast, Grević, then Androm cast their spears and the mammoths. Grević hit one in the shoulder, enraging it. Androm hit another in the eye, causing it to slow, as it’s brain bled. The Weez-urs now apparated close to the herd casting hexes at them until all of them were dead or incapacitated. The living ones were finished off, then Ood cut out the hearts with a cutting curse from his wand so that they could be buried where the beasts had fallen. He then cut some pieces off the liver of the largest one to be shared raw by the men. These were rituals that had adopted from the Clan. Once done, the Weez-urs shrunk the carcasses and the group portkeyed back to the Summer Gathering where the mammoths would be enlarged and butchered.
Hunts like this were repeated throughout the summer. But Zariz still managed to find time to go “hunting” with Androm’s mate: Đuča, throughout the summer. When the women went as a group on a women’s hunt, Zariz would watch Đelđuma’s children.
On the night before the Summer Solstice, Zariz rode a portkey back home. From his stone circle he watched the stars and marked their positions. The small stones he used would be replaced by Larger ones later that were half the size of the ones he’d already placed. When the sun rose. He cast a charm to mark the spot not only here, but also on the mountains to the east. He placed a very large stone to mark the Summer Solstice sunrise at the edge of his circle. During the day, he flew on his broom to the place he’d marked when the sun had risen over the mountain and placed a large stone there. The then apparated back to the stone Circle, where he watched and marked to place where the Sun Set. He marked that place with an extra large stone. The stones he had used to mark the Sunrise and sunset were seven times the size of a man. The ones he had earlier placed to mark the stars at the mid point between the Equinox and the Solstice were three times the size of a man and the ones he had marked the Solstice stars with were about the size of a man. He’d mark them with runes and charge them later. The placement was important, for now.
Late in the summer Zariz was visiting his Mother, Mariza when his sister, Širiža approached them holding hands with a red-haired young man.
“Mother, this is Žeež, he’s a Weez-ur and has been in my magic classes,” explained Širiža. “I would like him to be my mate and he’s agreed after we finish our magical training to come live with us. . .”
“And you want my approval,” guessed Mariza. “. . . Are you one of Griga’s boys?”
“Yes Mariza, Širiža has told me all about you,” said Žeež, with a bow.
“What has she told you?” asked Mariza, suspiciously.
“That you’re a Goddess, like Luna and came perform great feats magic without a wand,” said Žeež.
“Yes she did,” answered Vezava. “and like Luna, she denies her divinity, even though it’s obvious to the rest of us.”
“Vezavaaaaa!” whined Mariza.
“So you’re not like Mama,” Zariz asked his sister.
“Eeeh, half and half,” replied Širiža. “Žeež is willing to share me with as many women mates as I want. But for right now, I’ll just mate him.”
After the Summer meeting, they returned to their home. Zoub was bringing back a new mate, Lojkova, sister of Vojkovica.
There was much work to do. A magical garden to harvest, wild plants to gather, fish to be caught, hunting to do. Zariz’ relationship with Đuča fell by the wayside almost as soon as they had returned home. He did manage to find time to work on the Stone circle though. He transfigured into regular shapes, etched runes on the stones and charged them with his wand, connecting them to specific stars. He then made some magical paints and painted pictures on the stones, which he charmed to animate. By the midpoint between the Autumnal Equinox and the Winter Solstice, he was ready to charge the circle. But there hadn’t been time for Ood and Đelđuma to work with him to create an appropriate ritual for the occasion.
Instead, they made plans to have the winter Mother festival in the circle if they could. Someone would have to watch the children and lead them in the drumming. Knežjka volunteered for this. When the longest night came, The Weez-urs went ahead and cleared the snow from the stone circle. Once the rest of the član arrived, couples began rubbing their mates with a warming potion, removing winter wear as the went. After that, it pretty much followed the usual format of a Winter Mother festival, with the children drumming in the center, except, instead of women taken men to their Hearths to Share, the had laid out a skins inside the Stone Circle next to a standing Stone. When a Weez-ur Relieved their Need, they would channel the magic through their partner and into the Stone. Zariz was picked by Lojkova.
This winter, Igača, Lojkova and Đuča were Blessed. Igača’s son came out with brown hair like hers and grey eyes like Ood and Zoub. Đuča’s son had clan-brown hair and distinctive sky-blue eyes.
Peverell Clan of the Clanluna list
Grević (28) ½ Clan, Đelić’s son, Leader
---Knežjka (32) – Other, Željka’s daughter
------Krola (11) – ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s daughter,
------Kačunič (8) - ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s Son
------Đujmoviča (5) – ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s daughter,
------ (1) - ¼ Clan, Knežjka’s Son
Ood Ađ (27) – ¼ Clan, (Red-hair, gray eyes) Iga’s son, clanluna, Weez-Ur, mog-ur, N: C,T,D,R
---Igača Hđ (27) – Other, Čović’s Daughter, Ood’s Mate.
------Ijađič (9) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur
------Đurič (5) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur
------ (2) – 1/8 Clan, Igača’s son, Weez-Ur
---Đoročia (19) – Other, Đihovilo’s daughter, Ood’s 2nd mate
------ (4) – ¼ Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur
------ (1) - 1/8 Clan, Đoročia’s son, Weez-Ur
Zariz Ah (18) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, Sky-blue eyes) son of Mariza, Weez-ur, Medicine Man (Adopted by Thonda), N: C,T,D,R, Cr,H,Div,p
---Đelđuma Đ (18) – Other, Krstulović’s daughter, clanluna, Zariz’ mate
------Želžum, (3) – ¼ Clan, Đelđuma’s son, Weez-ur
------ (0) - 1/8 Clan, Đelđuma’s son, Weez-ur
Đeeš Ea (23) – ¼ Clan (Clan-brown hair, hazel eyes) Đišič’s son, Weez-Ur
---Žayljača Hđ (23) – Other, Željka’s daughter, Đeeš’ mate
------Đešpotošič (7) – ¼ Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------ (4) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
------ (1) - 1/8 Clan, Žayljača’s son, Weez-ur
Zoub A (20) – ½ Clan son of Ebra, (Clan-brown hair, Gray eyes) Weez-ur
---Hađiča Hđ (24) – Other Đelić’s daughter, Zoub’s mate
------Zađ (9) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------Đomič (6) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------ (3) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
------ (0) – ¼ Clan, son of Hađiča, Weez-ur
Androm A (18) - Iga’s 1/16 Clan son, acolyle
---Đuča Đ (18) – Other, Đeča’s daughter, Androm’s mate.
---Lorka Vđ (22) – daughter of Larnuira, Telton's 2nd widow and Vojkur's 3rd widow, Androm’s 2nd mate
------Vorka Vđ (7) - daughter of Lorka,
------ (4) - daughter of Lorka,
------ (1) - 1/32 Clan, Lorka’s son
------------Various Snorkacks
------------Various Push-me/pull-yous (Wool, Furs, Meat)
---------various Cave bears descended from Hug Giv
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