“said Sahacat, as Kesbe began her sixth sukop in the kiva. In acknowledgment of her progress, Sahacat had moved her down to a chamber further underground in the kiva. It was colder here and darker. She wished she had a blanket to draw around her bare shoulders as the shaman continued. “That is only part of what you must know. You must also learn to answer with tewalutewi” What that meant, when the Pai concept had been translated into the language in which Kesbe thought best, was that she must us...e her own odor-making capacity to send information. She had even less idea of how to do that than she did when she was first asked to judge shape and dimension through her olfactory sense. Sahacat told her to stand up and take off the short kilt she wore. She sensed the other woman approaching her. Somehow the embryonic beginnings of respect and empathy generated by the previous encounters vanished. Again she was wary of the other woman, even fearful. All the hairs on the back of her neck rose like the nape of a threatened animal.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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