One year after the liberation of Mount Rainier, the Obsidian Caldera was filled with the sweet, fragrant smoke of burning sage, cedar, and sweetgrass for the most sacred celebration in pack memory. In the royal nursery adjoining the sovereign’s private chambers, a cedar fire crackled warmly in the stone hearth, casting a soft golden glow over the carved walnut cradle lined with arctic fox fur. Resting in the cradle were…
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