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Clancreb
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 51: Clanlunae ceremony
The members of the Clan did a lot of work on handicrafts over the winter. Ayla, using the ingredients she had harvested during the previous growing season, replenished her stock of potions. This was an excellent opportunity to teach her daughter, Durciza, the basics of potioneering.
Harr was not so crafty. So he spent his free time researching, trying to discover the secret of the animagus transformation.
Creb had realized that Harr’s supply of wands would one day run out. Creb’s wands were very inferior to Harr’s. But Creb could make more of them. He busied himself with wand making and experimenting with different combinations of wand woods and cores. He had Iga’s oldest son, Lun help him with this teaching him wand-craft in the hope that Lun would someday be able to make better wands than Creb currently could.
Uba was making dresses in the style that Mariza had invented in her past life: mini-dresses that were open on the sides and laced up. The necklines varied, but were mostly low, so that a woman could put her baby in there to nurse hands free. She made them for herself, for Ayla, for Iga and for several other women of the Clan. The even made some skirts in the same style.
Iza was making bowls and cups the kinds used by medicine women in their care of their patients and in the ones used in mens and women’s ceremonies.
Uba also exercised regularly, trying not to have any of her muscles atrophy during the winter. She also had Ayla feed her potions that would help her grow more natural strength and agility. She was really hoping to succeed when Broud let her attempt a hunt with a spear.
“Harr, what was that spell you used on the Honey Lover when we first found this cave?” Grug signed.
“That? Oh that was the imperius curse,” signed Harr. “This weez-ur used it to take over the will of the winter sleeper.”
“Does it work on people too?” signed Grug.
“Yes, but you shouldn’t try it on anyone,” signed Harr. “To do so is considered a very bad thing where this weez-ur comes from. Bad weez-urs have used it to make people do terrible things, like kill their whole hearth. Using it carries the harshest punishment.”
“Can you teach this weez-ur how to cast it?” Grug signed.
“No. Take this weez-ur’s advice and forget this weez-ur said anything about it,” signed Harr.
As spring approached, the clanlunae met to plan the growing season. There were 6 boys who were soon to become men and needed a redfoot.
“This woman will take care of the men who don’t have mates,” signed Vara.
“That leaves two of them for each of us,” signed Ayla.
“That looks like a good plan,” signed Iga.
Spring came, and Ayla, Uba and Durciza planted the magical garden again. Brok should have had his manhood hunt this year. Instead, Broud had held it just before winter. Uba wondered when her own qualifying hunt would be. Now that it was warm enough, Broud had Harr going out on his broom to scout out a herd.
“Uba!” commanded Broud for her to come to him, before signing:
“Harr has found a herd of Aurochs. This will be your hunt with a Clan spear. If the hunt is successful, you will be allowed to continue to hunt with a Clan spear. If you fail this hunt, you will burn your spear and never speak of this again. You will leave your wand at your mate’s hearth for this hunt. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Broud,” signed Uba, before running off to fetch her Clan spear.
They walked to where the herd had been spotted and began to stalk forward. Broud stayed a little behind to direct the hunt, while the men armed with Clan spears: Dror, Eb, Grev, Zar, Bar, Grir and Uba spread out and prepared to run down an animal. Broud directed them towards a young, almost full grown bull. They stalked up closing the bull in a semi-circle. At Broud’s direction, several of them charged as once, closing the circle. But it was a large circle with plenty of room for the aurochs to escape. Uba then ran at the bull, it ran away from her, so Eb ran at it, and it changed direction. Grir was next, chasing it again. Then Dror. This continued as each man made a charge at it. Then Broud gave her the sign to make the kill. Uba charged forward, lunged and pierced the heart of the animal in one thrust. The prey was dead. She had succeeded! Uba raised her arms in triumph! Some distance away, Creb and Ayla, who were guarding the women, started forward from their distant watch point.
“This woman did it!” signed Uba before hugging her mate, Bar. Broud cut out the heart and buried it, before cutting out the liver and offering Uba the first piece. After all the men who had participated in the hunt had been given a piece of liver, the pulled out their slings and started guarding the carcass while the women butchered it. Uba was not excused from this duty. She may be a woman-who-hunts, but she was also a woman. And her status as a hunter did not excuse her from her womanly duties.
That night, Uba was the star of a Hunting Dance. She was not made a Hunter. She was already a woman-who-hunts. But Broud made an announcement:
“From now one, the woman-sho-hunts, Uba will be permitted to use a Clan spear in the hunts. The other women-who-hunt will not be allowed to do the same unless they qualify in the same way that Uba has.”
There was a feast at which the aurochs Uba killed was the main course. This was followed by men’s and women’s ceremonies.
As the spring progressed, there was another big hunt where the Uba used her longbow, and Ayla and the men used their slings to take down several animals at once. This was to get them stocked for the next winter. After that, there would be occasional hunts. But the women were putting more emphasis on gathering plants they would need for now and next winter.
Iga, Ayla and Uba were each redfooting two boys.
And occasionally, Uba would meet with Ayla and/or Harr and take polyjuice so she could be with them as Luna. She did the same with Creb and sometime allowed Iga to join them.
The dresses Uba had made over the winter received mixed results. Most of the Clan women didn’t like them as they weren’t Clan and preferred their traditional wraps. Ayla was amongst that number, but wore it during the early days of her redfooting before she had progressed to Sharing fully. Iga really liked her dress from Luna/Uba and treated it as a holy relic.
When they had the first Full Moon that was warm enough, the clanlunae decided that Creb had trained them well enough in the mog-ur arts to attempt a new clanlunae ceremony. So, at sunset, they walked away from the cave to a flat spot that had an unobstructed view of the Moon. There would be no man watching over them. So they had brought their hunting weapons: Ayla’s sling, Iga’s throwing spears, and Uba’s longbow and Clan spear. Ayla and Iga had collaborated on a special potion for this ceremony. They removed their dresses and wraps and folded them neatly outside the area where they would be performing this ceremony. They each drank a dose of the potion and while they were waiting for it to take a affect, Vara and Iga gazed at the moon, while Uba started drumming on an upturned bowl. It wasn’t the usual women’s ritual rhythm. It was an older one, from the days of female mog-urs that Creb had helped her find the memory of. Ayla soon picked it up and joined her. Vara and Iga started swaying to the rhythm first. Uba soon joined them, first trying to drum and dance at the same time, then, abandoning the bowl and joining the other two in dancing. At first, they were doing the primal, freeform dance that they were used to from women’s ceremonies, but when Ayla took Uba’s hand they all joined hands. They could still feel the rhythm, even though Ayla was no longer drumming. When planning this, Uba and Ayla recalled a method they had developed to channel magic through dance. It was slower than using a wand, but no less powerful. The moonlight around them formed its’ self into large animals made from solidified moonlight. There was a giant space hamster, and a hare, and a Cave lioness and an image of Luna. The circle of women began twirling up into the air and found themselves dancing amongst the stars.
A cloud appeared amongst the stars and a hole in the cloud revealed its’ self to them. They danced into that hole and found it was a cave. And inside that Cave Ursus stood before them. He reared up on her hind legs and began signing at them:
“Well done, mog-urs or perhaps this Totem should call you clanlunae? Long has it been since women-who-are-mog-urs have found their way to this Totem here. “This Totem, Urus, approves of what you are doing. Do not let the men dissuade you. This Totem, also has a message from the Great Mother of us all, who also approves our your activities.
A great change is coming for your Clan. Be true to yourself and you can not go wrong.”
The women awoke laying on the ground as the sun arose. They made their way back to the cave to prepare morning meals for their hearths.
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 51: Clanlunae ceremony
The members of the Clan did a lot of work on handicrafts over the winter. Ayla, using the ingredients she had harvested during the previous growing season, replenished her stock of potions. This was an excellent opportunity to teach her daughter, Durciza, the basics of potioneering.
Harr was not so crafty. So he spent his free time researching, trying to discover the secret of the animagus transformation.
Creb had realized that Harr’s supply of wands would one day run out. Creb’s wands were very inferior to Harr’s. But Creb could make more of them. He busied himself with wand making and experimenting with different combinations of wand woods and cores. He had Iga’s oldest son, Lun help him with this teaching him wand-craft in the hope that Lun would someday be able to make better wands than Creb currently could.
Uba was making dresses in the style that Mariza had invented in her past life: mini-dresses that were open on the sides and laced up. The necklines varied, but were mostly low, so that a woman could put her baby in there to nurse hands free. She made them for herself, for Ayla, for Iga and for several other women of the Clan. The even made some skirts in the same style.
Iza was making bowls and cups the kinds used by medicine women in their care of their patients and in the ones used in mens and women’s ceremonies.
Uba also exercised regularly, trying not to have any of her muscles atrophy during the winter. She also had Ayla feed her potions that would help her grow more natural strength and agility. She was really hoping to succeed when Broud let her attempt a hunt with a spear.
“Harr, what was that spell you used on the Honey Lover when we first found this cave?” Grug signed.
“That? Oh that was the imperius curse,” signed Harr. “This weez-ur used it to take over the will of the winter sleeper.”
“Does it work on people too?” signed Grug.
“Yes, but you shouldn’t try it on anyone,” signed Harr. “To do so is considered a very bad thing where this weez-ur comes from. Bad weez-urs have used it to make people do terrible things, like kill their whole hearth. Using it carries the harshest punishment.”
“Can you teach this weez-ur how to cast it?” Grug signed.
“No. Take this weez-ur’s advice and forget this weez-ur said anything about it,” signed Harr.
As spring approached, the clanlunae met to plan the growing season. There were 6 boys who were soon to become men and needed a redfoot.
“This woman will take care of the men who don’t have mates,” signed Vara.
“That leaves two of them for each of us,” signed Ayla.
“That looks like a good plan,” signed Iga.
Spring came, and Ayla, Uba and Durciza planted the magical garden again. Brok should have had his manhood hunt this year. Instead, Broud had held it just before winter. Uba wondered when her own qualifying hunt would be. Now that it was warm enough, Broud had Harr going out on his broom to scout out a herd.
“Uba!” commanded Broud for her to come to him, before signing:
“Harr has found a herd of Aurochs. This will be your hunt with a Clan spear. If the hunt is successful, you will be allowed to continue to hunt with a Clan spear. If you fail this hunt, you will burn your spear and never speak of this again. You will leave your wand at your mate’s hearth for this hunt. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Broud,” signed Uba, before running off to fetch her Clan spear.
They walked to where the herd had been spotted and began to stalk forward. Broud stayed a little behind to direct the hunt, while the men armed with Clan spears: Dror, Eb, Grev, Zar, Bar, Grir and Uba spread out and prepared to run down an animal. Broud directed them towards a young, almost full grown bull. They stalked up closing the bull in a semi-circle. At Broud’s direction, several of them charged as once, closing the circle. But it was a large circle with plenty of room for the aurochs to escape. Uba then ran at the bull, it ran away from her, so Eb ran at it, and it changed direction. Grir was next, chasing it again. Then Dror. This continued as each man made a charge at it. Then Broud gave her the sign to make the kill. Uba charged forward, lunged and pierced the heart of the animal in one thrust. The prey was dead. She had succeeded! Uba raised her arms in triumph! Some distance away, Creb and Ayla, who were guarding the women, started forward from their distant watch point.
“This woman did it!” signed Uba before hugging her mate, Bar. Broud cut out the heart and buried it, before cutting out the liver and offering Uba the first piece. After all the men who had participated in the hunt had been given a piece of liver, the pulled out their slings and started guarding the carcass while the women butchered it. Uba was not excused from this duty. She may be a woman-who-hunts, but she was also a woman. And her status as a hunter did not excuse her from her womanly duties.
That night, Uba was the star of a Hunting Dance. She was not made a Hunter. She was already a woman-who-hunts. But Broud made an announcement:
“From now one, the woman-sho-hunts, Uba will be permitted to use a Clan spear in the hunts. The other women-who-hunt will not be allowed to do the same unless they qualify in the same way that Uba has.”
There was a feast at which the aurochs Uba killed was the main course. This was followed by men’s and women’s ceremonies.
As the spring progressed, there was another big hunt where the Uba used her longbow, and Ayla and the men used their slings to take down several animals at once. This was to get them stocked for the next winter. After that, there would be occasional hunts. But the women were putting more emphasis on gathering plants they would need for now and next winter.
Iga, Ayla and Uba were each redfooting two boys.
And occasionally, Uba would meet with Ayla and/or Harr and take polyjuice so she could be with them as Luna. She did the same with Creb and sometime allowed Iga to join them.
The dresses Uba had made over the winter received mixed results. Most of the Clan women didn’t like them as they weren’t Clan and preferred their traditional wraps. Ayla was amongst that number, but wore it during the early days of her redfooting before she had progressed to Sharing fully. Iga really liked her dress from Luna/Uba and treated it as a holy relic.
When they had the first Full Moon that was warm enough, the clanlunae decided that Creb had trained them well enough in the mog-ur arts to attempt a new clanlunae ceremony. So, at sunset, they walked away from the cave to a flat spot that had an unobstructed view of the Moon. There would be no man watching over them. So they had brought their hunting weapons: Ayla’s sling, Iga’s throwing spears, and Uba’s longbow and Clan spear. Ayla and Iga had collaborated on a special potion for this ceremony. They removed their dresses and wraps and folded them neatly outside the area where they would be performing this ceremony. They each drank a dose of the potion and while they were waiting for it to take a affect, Vara and Iga gazed at the moon, while Uba started drumming on an upturned bowl. It wasn’t the usual women’s ritual rhythm. It was an older one, from the days of female mog-urs that Creb had helped her find the memory of. Ayla soon picked it up and joined her. Vara and Iga started swaying to the rhythm first. Uba soon joined them, first trying to drum and dance at the same time, then, abandoning the bowl and joining the other two in dancing. At first, they were doing the primal, freeform dance that they were used to from women’s ceremonies, but when Ayla took Uba’s hand they all joined hands. They could still feel the rhythm, even though Ayla was no longer drumming. When planning this, Uba and Ayla recalled a method they had developed to channel magic through dance. It was slower than using a wand, but no less powerful. The moonlight around them formed its’ self into large animals made from solidified moonlight. There was a giant space hamster, and a hare, and a Cave lioness and an image of Luna. The circle of women began twirling up into the air and found themselves dancing amongst the stars.
A cloud appeared amongst the stars and a hole in the cloud revealed its’ self to them. They danced into that hole and found it was a cave. And inside that Cave Ursus stood before them. He reared up on her hind legs and began signing at them:
“Well done, mog-urs or perhaps this Totem should call you clanlunae? Long has it been since women-who-are-mog-urs have found their way to this Totem here. “This Totem, Urus, approves of what you are doing. Do not let the men dissuade you. This Totem, also has a message from the Great Mother of us all, who also approves our your activities.
A great change is coming for your Clan. Be true to yourself and you can not go wrong.”
The women awoke laying on the ground as the sun arose. They made their way back to the cave to prepare morning meals for their hearths.
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