Miyax pushed back the hood of her sealskin parka and looked at the Arctic sun.It was a yellow disc in a lime-green sky, the colors of six o’clock in the evening and the time when the wolves she put down her cooking pot and crept to the top of a dome-shaped frost heave, one of the many earth buckles that rise and fall in the crackling cold of the Arctic on her stomach, she looked across a vast lawn of grass and moss and focused her attention on the wolves she had come upon two sleeps ago.They were wagging their tails as they awoke and saw each other.

米娅克斯把她海豹皮的爱斯基摩人大衣风帽往后推了推，看着北极的太阳。淡黄绿色天空里挂着一只黄色圆盘，这是傍晚六点钟的颜色，也是狼群醒来的时候。她悄悄地放下蒸煮罐，爬到一个穹顶形状的冻土堆的顶端。在北极的冬天，严寒地区有很多这样隆起的土堆，起起伏伏。米娅克斯趴在地上，目光掠过一大片长着野草和苔藓的草地，注视着两天之前她碰到的狼群。他们刚刚醒来，互相看看，摇着尾巴。

[2]Her hands trembled and her heartbeat quickened, for she was frightened,not so much of the wolves, who were shy and many harpoon-shots away, but because of her desperate was lost.She had been lost without food for many sleeps on the North Slope of barren slope stretches for two hundred miles from the Brooks Range to the Arctic Ocean,and for more than eight hundred miles from Canada to the Chukchi Sea.No roads cross it; ponds and lakes freckle its scream across it,and the view in every direction is exactly the in this cosmos was Miyax; and the very life in her body, its spark and warmth, depended upon these wolves for she was not so sure they would help.

[2]米娅克斯的手抖了起来，心跳也开始加速，她害怕的不是狼群，狼群胆小，还在几十米外；她害怕的是自己面临的绝境。米娅克斯迷路了。在阿拉斯加的北坡地区，她已经迷路好几天，也没有食物。这片荒芜的坡地从布鲁克斯岭直到北冰洋绵延两百英里，而从加拿大直到楚科奇海则绵延八百多英里。这里没有道路穿过，无垠的荒野上散布着水塘和湖泊。大风呼啸而过，每个方向的景色都一模一样。米娅克斯就待在这片荒野的某处；她躯体里的生命，生命的火花和温暖，都要依赖这群野狼来延续下去。但米娅克斯不敢肯定狼群会帮忙。

[3]Miyax stared hard at the regal black wolf, hoping to catch his eye.She must somehow tell him that she was starving and ask him for could be done she knew, for her father,an Eskimo hunter, had done so.One year he had camped near a wolf den while on a a month had passed and her father had seen no game,he told the leader of the wolves that he was hungry and needed food.The next night the wolf called him from far away and her father went to him and found a freshly killed ,Miyax’s father never explained to her how he had told the wolf of his not long afterward he paddled his kayak into the Bering Sea to hunt for seal, and he never returned.

[3]米娅克斯使劲儿盯着那头气度非凡的黑狼，希望能对上他的目光。她必须用某种方式告诉黑狼，她饥肠辘辘，想跟他要点食物。她知道这个可以做到，因为她的父亲，一位爱斯基摩猎人，曾经做到过。有一年，他狩猎时在一个狼窝附近露营。一个月过去了，她父亲也没有碰见猎物，就告诉头狼他很饿，需要食物。第二天夜里，头狼在远处呼唤她父亲，于是他就去找头狼，发现了一只刚刚杀死的驯鹿。不幸的是，米娅克斯的父亲从来没有向她解释他是如何告诉头狼自己的需求的。此后不久，她父亲就划着爱斯基摩皮船去白令海猎捕海豹，从此一去不回。

[4]She had been watching the wolves for two days, trying to discern which of their sounds and movements expressed goodwill and animals had such little Arctic ground squirrels flicked their tails sideways to notify others of their kind that they were imitating this signal with her forefinger, Miyax had lured many a squirrel to her hand.If she could discover such a gesture for the wolves she would be able to make friends with them and share their food,like a bird or a fox.

[4]两天来米娅克斯一直在观察狼群，尽力分辨哪些声音和动作表示善意和友好。大部分动物都有这样的信号。小小的北极地松鼠会侧向甩动尾巴，告诉同类他们在示好。米娅克斯曾经用食指模仿这个动作，诱惑了好多松鼠到她手上来。如果她能发现狼群中类似功用的姿势，她就能跟狼群交上朋友，并分享他们的食物，就像小鸟或狐狸那样。

[5]Propped on her elbows with her chin in her fists,she stared at the black wolf, trying to catch his eye.She had chosen him because he was much larger than the others, and because he walked like her father, Kapugen, with his head high and his chest out.The black wolf also possessed wisdom, she had pack looked to him when the wind carried strange scents or the birds cried he was alarmed, they were he was calm, they were calm.

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