Awinita's Puzzle Solved

Awinita knelt before the old medicine man, her long, dark hair braided with silver beads.

“Why do the Nunne’hi reject me?” she asked.

Otter smiled and clucked his tongue. “Beautiful child, no one controls the Nunne’hi. They come when they come.”

“Then I am lost,” Awinita said softly. “For only they can lead me to Tsuwa’tel’da.”

“No,” Otter said. “You are not lost for I know a secret. For seven days you must fast, and on the seventh, you must dance. If your dance is pleasing, the Nunne’hi will show themselves.”

Awinita rose and kissed the old shaman’s grizzled cheek.