said, "it was a game that we were playing. The others had to find us. I was over there, Elinman hid with me, and Nadaske behind the door. But the others never came. Something happened. It was very warm and nice, and then bad smells came in clouds that hurt our eyes and throats.
We called for Ikemend to help us, but she never came. We were afraid to go out. I was too frightened, they named me Imehei because I am like that, but Elinman is very bold. He led the way and we followed.
What we saw I cannot tell you, it was too dreadful. We wanted to leave the hanalè even though that is forbidden and Elinman did and screamed and we ran back inside. What will become of us?" What would indeed happen to them? Certain death if the hunters came upon them. They would see only murgu with Winter in Eden - Harry Harrison
claws and teeth, the enemy. But Kerrick saw them for what they were; sheltered, stupid creatures, barely able to care for themselves. He couldn't allow them to be killed, was weary of killing at last.
"Stay here," he ordered.
"We are afraid and hungry," Imehei wailed. Soft-to-touch, that was what his name was. True enough.
And the other, Nadaske, looks-out-from-the-enclosure. They were like children, worse than children, for they would never grow up.
"Silence—I command it. You have water here and are plump enough to go hungry for a bit. You will not leave this room. Meat will be brought to you. Do you understand?" They were calm now, signalled ready obedience, secure in being commanded and watched over. Males! He took up his spear and left them there. Went back through the immensity of the structure and when he emerged Herilak was waiting for him. Behind him were the rest of the hunters, while Sanone and his Sasku were grouped to one side.
"We are leaving," Herilak said. He had his anger under control now—but it had been replaced with a cold resolve. "What we came to do—has been done. The murgu and their nest have been destroyed. There is nothing more for us here. We return to the sammads."
"You must stay. There is still work to be done…"
"Not for Tanu. You were our margalus, Kerrick, and you led us well against the murgu and we honor you for that and we obeyed you. But now that the murgu are dead you no longer command us. We are leaving."
"Have you been selected to speak for all of them, strong Herilak?" Kerrick said angrily. "I do not remember this selection." He turned to the hunters. "Does Herilak speak for you—or have you minds of your own?"
Some turned away from his anger, but the sammadar Sorli stepped forward. "We have thoughts of our own, and we have talked. Herilak tells the truth. There is nothing for us here. What is done is done and we must return to our sammads before the winter. You must come as well, Kerrick, your sammad is to the north, not here."
Armun. At the thought of her this city of death was nothing. She was his sammad, she and the baby, and he almost gave way, joined them in the march north. But behind Sorli was Sanone and his Sasku and they had not moved. Kerrick turned toward them, spoke.
"And what do the Sasku say of this?"
"We have spoken as well and have not yet finished with the speaking. We have just come to this new place, there is much here to be seen and spoken of—and we do not share the same need for the frozen Winter in Eden - Harry Harrison
north that the Tanu do now. We understand them. But we seek different things."
"Just a small time," Kerrick said, wheeling about to face the hunters. "We must sit and smoke and confer on this. Decisions must be made—"
"No," Herilak said. "Decisions have been made. What we have come to do we have done. We start back today."
"I cannot leave with you now." Kerrick heard the strain in his voice, hoped the others could not hear it as well. "It is also my wish to return. Armun is there, my sammad, but I cannot go back with you yet."
"Armun will be under my care," Herilak said. "If you do not wish to come with us she will be