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That meant it was a herd of, primarily, related females: The evolution of the trunk had solved the problem of bringing food and water to the mouth. His large head was protected by massive long black horns, six feet across, that curved out and then up. It still had the wonderful rotten odor he adored, but he wasn’t sure about that other strange smell.

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She wanted to choose her own mate, not go passahe anyone who wanted her. Where did you get that, Wolf? I wanted you to hide your childhood, lie about it, even though I hate lies — and you never learned how. Ayla reached for her sling, wrapped around her head across her forehead.

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Ayla remembered only too well her confusion and despair over his agony of indecision. As Ayla and Jondalar continue their journey they run into those same jaen men who have attacked a Clan flathead man and woman. It was cooler near the river, and as afternoon wore into evening, Ayla was feeling pulled two ways.

I’ve seen all kinds of plants that are good to eat. I know you love rotten. Women can’t lead–they are crazy and can’t unite people and can’t be focused. As long as it stays cold at night, it should all keep for a while. But Ayla, with no memory of jeam own people, and Jondalar, with a hunger to return to his, are impelled by their own deep drives to continue their trek across the spectacular heart of an unmapped world to find that place they can both call home.


The people were gone for the summer, but the couple’s need to replenish their supplies and repair their damaged gear was great. Inside the heaped-up pile of stones were some dry emergency rations, a few tools and other implements, a fire pzssage and platform with some dry tinder, and a rather stiff fur with patches of hair falling out.

With no source of water, it began to dry out.

The great steppes were by no means a single, huge, undifferentiated landscape of gracefully swaying stalks. That night, a feast was held in honor of Jondalar’s return and Roshario’s recovery. The highly fibrous stems that sustained horses and mammoths were not sufficient for bison and other ruminants.

They thought she had done it with magic. Some will be intrigued by Ayla and Jondalar, with their many innovative skills, including the taming of wild horses and a wolf; others will avoid them, threatened by what they cannot understand; and some will threaten them.

When Ayla finished and sat beside him, he seemed distracted and had that look of anxious concern that she’d often noticed the past few days. That was so wonderful, sharing their Pleasures with the herd. Wasn’t this supposed to be an plaisn novel about how great and awesome and respected women are?

They quickly removed the pack baskets and halters from the horses, coiling the thongs and heavy cords that held them on, and set the animals loose to graze and relax. You must have found where someone’s leavings were buried.


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You might like it. With her companion, Jondalar, Ayla sets out on her most dangerous and daring journey—away from the welcoming hearths of the Mammoth Hunters and into the unknown. Like hers, Jondalar’s forehead rose up steeply and smoothly, without heavy brow ridges. They thought my Cave Lion totem was too strong for any man’s totem spirit to overcome. The cooked bison roast and tongue from their meal were put into a rawhide parfleche in which she stored food.

There were some tastes and flavors that were unique to her methods, and not like the tastes of foods he had grown up with. She watched him for a while, then put some stones in the fire to boil water for the evening tea it was her custom to make, but instead of the flavorful but innocuous herbs she generally used, she took some packets out of her otter-skin medicine bag.

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She would have succeeded if Wolf had not intervened to protect Ayla by apssage Attaroa. They will love you, just as I do. The animals and people survived the crossing, although Jondalar and Ayla were hypothermic, and Wolf had a bruised rib.

Because she was raised by “flatheads” after her own fa A reread of this book. Ayla felt the matriarch had given them leave to stay, but only if they kept their distance. There’s no cha The more books are published in this series, the less magical the life of Ayla and Jondalar becomes to me.