Humpbacked night full-moon above the sacred mound gives light to her soft navel. Womanly secrets guarded in darkness spread across the earth; Twigs snap, leaves rustle a haze of pungent smoke greets dawn. Autumn walks on silent feet. Her long raven hair cascades in beauty. Behind her comes a bristling wind, while overhead a flock of raven spirits portend a shadowy doom
Winter catches Autumn unaware, dragging her to his tepee. There beneath deerskin intricately beaded, intimacy plays out between them. The animal in him crouches warm within her womb, but the cold within his heart freezes Autumn's soul.
Across the village a sentry cries out a warning. Spaced teeth in a ceremonial mask smile vacantly at our impending plight and soon a blizzard holds us fast.
Brother wolf I hear you howling above the flapping of wings, fang and talon's hunger calling blood scents heat in night long flight.