On the jagged peak where Sitka had made his final stand, the snow lay in soft, forgiving drifts. The great ice bridge he had shattered was now a scatter of blue diamonds far below. And there, carved into the living rock by the very bear that had taken his life, was a single shape: an eagle in mid-swoop, its wings spread wide as if to catch the sky.
In the days and weeks that followed, Koda struggled to come to terms with his loss. He wandered the forest, feeling lost and alone, but as he walked, he began to notice the small things that reminded him of his brother – the way the sunlight filtered through the trees, the sound of the river rushing over the rocks, and the smell of the wildflowers that bloomed in the meadow. brother bear sitka's funeral
The tribe's shawoman, Tanana , leads the ceremony by burning Sitka’s totem (the Eagle of Guidance) and his clothes on a pyre. On the jagged peak where Sitka had made