The Roar of the Falls: My Journey with Kaya
Present day OR – 1764I suggest that maybe we can lead her back. But the filly stumbles on the first step. There’s no way she can make it back to camp. I can’t stand the idea of leaving her. Kaya looks quickly at the setting sun and says we’ll need to stay. It’s the only way to make sure she’ll survive the night. The wind blows, and I shiver. The land feels so big and empty.
Kaya says the first thing we’ll need is fire. It’ll provide warmth and light, and keep away the wolves. I gulp. Kaya takes a small bone knife out of her pouch, sharpens a stick, and gathers some dried leaves. She builds a fire, without a single match in sight, by spinning the pointy stick in a hole in another branch. Kaya instructs me to get some yarrow leaves for a poultice to treat Little Girl’s leg.
Finally, I feel confident I can do something. I recognize the fine, feathery leaves and the lacy white flowers in the glow of the fire’s dancing light. Now, Kaya says it’s time to build a shelter before it’s completely dark. I wet the leaves with water from Kaya’s drinking pouch and wrap them around the filly’s leg as Kaya arranges branches into a tent-like shelter. It’s just big enough for the two of us to crawl into and lie down. The sky turns red-gold, then light purple, then deeper purple. Howls rise from somewhere not too far away.
Kaya assures me it’s just coyotes that won’t bother us. She continues to cut branches and builds up the fire and we settle in front of us. The filly lies nearby. Kaya pulls out a piece of pemmican. I wasn’t interested in trying pemmican earlier, but now I am starving, so I take a tiny bite. It tastes like fish, which I’m not a fan of, but I’m glad we have something to eat.
It’s incredible. We had nothing, and yet Kaya managed to make a home for us. We have a house, a fire, and food—all from things that were around us. All of earth, these plants, and animals are Kaya’s home. The filly snuffles and sighs near the shelter. Kaya and I watch the fire burn to coals before we crawl into the shelter to sleep. And I don’t feel quite as scared as I thought I would.