mean thereâs no burn-sky? We could hunt all the time?â
âNo burn-sky, no melting ice, no eating berries or living on the land,â Nisa said. âThe bear spirits dance for joy across the sky, all in different colors.â
âWhy donât we go there?â Taqqiq asked. âIf itâs so wonderful?â Kallik nodded. She felt a tingling in her paws, as if she could run all the way to this place where they would be safe forever.
âIt is a long way away,â Nisa rumbled. âMuch too far for us to travel.â Her black eyes stared into the distance, silvery glints of the moon swimming in their depths. âBut perhaps we may have to make the journeyâ¦one day.â
âReally? When?â Kallik demanded, but her mother rested her head on her paws and fell silent. She obviously didnât want to answer any more questions. Kallik curled into a ball in the curve of her motherâs side and watched the ice shimmering under the moon until she fell asleep. In her dreams, bear spirits rose from the ice and began to dance, their paws light as fur as they romped and slid across the frozen landscape.
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A strange creaking noise woke Kallik the next morning. It sounded like a bear yawning loudly, or the wind howling from underwater, but the air was still, and the noise came from the ice, not the sky. Her mother was already awake, padding in a circle around them with her nose lifted.
Kallik scrambled to her paws and shook herself. Her coat felt heavy with moisture, and the air was damp and soft instead of crisp and clear like it had been the night before. She turned to her brother, who was lying on the ice beside her, apparently still asleep. She nudged him with her muzzle.
âWalrus attack!â Taqqiq bellowed, suddenly leaping to his paws and knocking her over. Nisa spun around with a snarl, but stopped when she saw that her cubs were just playing.
âQuiet,â she growled. âTaqqiq, stop acting like a wild goose. There is no time for playing. We have to get moving.â She started across the ice without looking back. Kallik and Taqqiq scrambled to catch up. Nisaâs grouchiness made Kallik nervous. Why would she scold them for playing now, when sheâd let them roll around having fun the day before?
The creaking began again as they traveled across the ice. Nisa paused and swung her head around to listen. It seemed like the sound of the ice groaning and yawning underpaw was getting louder. Kallik could tell that her mother knew what this sound wasâand that it meant something very bad.
Suddenly there was a loud crack and a horrible sucking noise, and Kallik felt the ground tilt below her. She was thrown off her paws and found herself sliding along ice thatwas no longer flat but sloped down steeply toward dark water. With a terrified squeal, Kallik scrabbled on the ice, her claws sliding helplessly on the slick surface.
A giant paw grabbed her and hauled her backward onto solid ice again. Kallik stumbled as Nisa bundled her away from the crack in the ice, where waves slapped hungrily against the new edge.
âWow!â Taqqiq yelped. âThe ice just snapped in two! Kallik, I thought youâd be swallowed up by the sea and weâd never see you again!â
Nisa hissed with frustration. Kallik peered around her motherâs legs and saw that the ice in front of them had broken into two large chunks that were drifting apart on the sea.
âAlready?â Nisa muttered. âBut weâve had no time at all on the ice! How are we supposed to survive on land if we canât hunt for long enough before?â She paced along the jagged edge of the ice, snarling at the waves that lapped at her paws.
âMother?â Kallik whimpered. âWhatâs happening? Is itâ¦is it burn-sky?â
âItâs too early for burn-sky,â Nisa said. âBut the ice-melt is coming earlier each season. We have less and less