In the early days, before the first canoe carved a ripple on the water, the land was guarded by two bear spirits—siblings of shadow and flame. One, fierce and wild, roared storms into the mountains. The other, wise and calm, taught the people how to live with the forest. Together, they left prints in the earth, claws wide as rivers, each step a warning—and a blessing.
Even now, when a bear crosses your path, it is said you’re walking the same trail, and if you listen closely, the ground still hums with the growl and whisper of the twin spirits.
