“What can you tell me about talking to mammoths?” Ilara was genuinely curious now. Maybe she wasn’t the only one.
“I saw it with my own eyes when I was just a little girl. My mother would take me with her when she would go to visit her mammoth guide.”
“Her mammoth guide?”
“Yes, that’s what she called it. I think the mammoth thought of her as a human guide. It all seemed to go both ways.”
“Did you speak to mammoths too?”
“Oh no,” Ilara’s grandmother laughed. “My mother had the gift, but I didn’t. The legends say that her great grandmother had it as well.”
“Does my mother have it?”
“No, she doesn’t even believe it’s real. Most people don’t in these modern times. I wouldn’t have believed it myself, if I hadn’t seen it.”
Ilara’s grandmother leaned forward, peering into her granddaughter’s eyes. “I’m guessing you didn’t come here to talk about old legends. Is there something you want to tell me?”