RUNNING WITH WOLVES

hanaREDHAWK

wolven gift:  genesis sense

             a wolf with this sense is highly intune with the needs of newly turned werewolves; has the ability to calm and comfort newer wolves.  Often serves as a mentor for the newly turned, explaining origins, traditions, and physiological aspects of their new self

Mac and Mikka  " MiMi " had been fixtures with the Road Wolves since the late seventies.  The man, after making a delivery to them ; fell into step with the uncouth bunch on accident.  Finding a brotherhood and camaraderie where he had not expected to find it.  Years had been spent on his own, with his wife Mikka ; cross roading as a trucking team.  Until there was a night while camping when a wolf, ravished with hunger had hauled its way into their tractor ;  biting Mac while he fought to defend his newly wed wife.  The silver that the tower of a man wore on his person, as a proud show of Sioux craftsman ship , proved to be the defining grace that saved both lives that night.  Those lives, though ... were forever shifted.

Trenched in Sioux custom and lore as young children ; the legends of  Skin-walkers and Shifters were abundant among the Indigenous American tribes.  When the flu struck Mac down with rising fever and aches that his body had never known ?  Mikka was quick to drive them home, contacting the matriarch of the Redhawk's  ;  Raven.   Raven Redhawk had spent her life devoted to the knowledge and the ways of the Medicine People, and in her aged years had taken the new name,  Unci Pejuta  ( Grandmother Medicine ).  When the couple arrived home on Sioux lands, there was an Inipi waiting for Sota.  The sweat lodge built by tradition, its dome shape constructed of sixteen young willows, and covered with the buffalo skins ; handed down from elder to to the next.  Keeping light out, so the rebirth Raven expected could begin.

Sweetgrass smoke filled the space, burning on embers of coal with the pipe was smoked and sage burned.  There were songs and prayers lifted to the Wakan Tanka , and in the passing hours of Mac's rebirth .. Mikka had never been more thankful for her place beneath the wing of Unci Pejuta.  The mysteries of the Earth and all its creatures, had been known to the Sioux for generations. Making Mac's transition from man, to wolfman easier on the couple.  It was on Mac's first full moon, that he bit his wife and a ceremony was held for her ; making the crossover from woman, to shewolf.  As the years passed, they were happy and traveled ;  obeying the pull of their wolves when they longed to run free.

After becoming brother to the Road Wolves, Mac and MiMi settled into life with them.  Making friends, an especially close one for Mac being the ancient , Jonathan Recker.  The friends, meshing in their laid back nature, joined to become part of the pack's recruiting team.

... then there was a child ...

Hantaywee Wichahpi Redhawk came into the world howling ; on a chilled October day in Colorado.  Her parent's pride and joy ; grew up with the duality of two large families.  The Redhawk's and the Road Wolves ; toddling around and playing among wolves and bikers.  An enigmatic childhood of balancing normal human function with the knowledge that came with her birth right and Sioux culture.  Hana had known, she had always known that the pack was where she fit , and it was where she felt safe and belonged. 

Mac and MiMi Redhawk nourished their little girl with love and guidance that produced a fun loving, sweet spirited, and adventurous child that did well in school and excelled in sports.  She was naturally gifted to do so ! In her late teens, she started working part-time for her father's business, and things were on course for Hana to graduate with honors and scholarships in hand.  Then life ... took an unexpected turn. MiMi Redhawk, got sick.  The kind of illness that tore through their family and left nothing behind.  Nothing.  In a short matter of weeks, Hana was standing on the mound of her mother's funeral pyre watching the light of her life, fragment into spiraling billows of smoke.

Within days, the office manager from Redhawk Towing and Auto ;  Josephine Foster was moving into the home where Hana had lived with her parents.  In weeks, her father was dating Josie , and within a year her father was marrying the woman Hana found to be abrasive, rude, and over powering during a time when healing should have been the primary focus. No, Hana's life was turned upside down ; putting her plans for the future on hold, while she worked to keep herself and what remained of the father she knew, and loved.

The pack has kept Hana strong, although in the years since her mother's death she can be a bit unpredictable in presence.  Lately however ; she's been coming around more and stepping into the void that her mother's death left.  Warm, welcoming, friendly, and occasionally funny.  Her loyalty and love is with the pack and she wants nothing more that to see the Road Wolves, grow and thrive.   The death of something else, so integral to her spirit would mean devastation.  She'll do anything to keep that from happening by aligning herself with the next generation of  The Road Wolves.