10,000 BC

Only time can teach us what is truth and what is legend.

Some truths do not survive the ages.

But the legend of the child with the blue eyes will live forever

and be whispered in all four winds of the great white mountains.

We, the Yagahl, were hunters of the mightiest of all beasts,

the manak. But our world began to change.

The manaks came later and later to our valley

and there were times when they did not come at all.

Our hunters grew restless,

and our people grew hungry.

Only one amongst us, the one we called Old Mother,

the last of her kind, only she could speak to the spirits of the earth

and ask the wisdom of the Fathers to save our people.

Many times she asked.

Until one night, they answered her call and sent us a sign.

A sign of the beginning of the end.

We found her in the mountains. She was holding onto a dead woman.

The Fathers have sent her.

She came to tell us

of four-legged demons that will put an end to our world.

They will come to our valley at the time when

we go on our last hunt.

But do not fear.

From this hunt, a warrior will arise.

And this one will be his woman.

They will lead us into a new life

where the Yagahl will know hunger no more.

That night, Old Mother did not see the face of the warrior which spoke,

but she knew that the child with the blue eyes

was a blessing that she must protect.

To our people, she was Evolet, the promise of life.

To a boy named D'Leh, she was much more than that.

Only one of the Yagahl did not believe in Old Mother's prophecy:

The young boy's father,

the one who carried the White Spear and blew the whistle for the hunt.

I will watch over your son as if he were my own.

I know you will. But promise me you will tell no one why I left.

We cannot wait for the last hunt.

Throw again! Good throw!

Ka'Ren.

Ka'Ren.

No, not you.

Your father abandoned our people. Go away.

- !

- You must win, Ka'Ren!

Leave him!

Ka'Ren, I said, leave him!

- D'Leh...

- He's the son of a coward.

You never say that again.

Any of you.

You are alone. Like me.

What happened to your people?

They were killed.

By four-legged demons.

You will never be alone, Evolet.

Do you see that light?

That one?

It does not move across the sky like all the others do.

That light is like you, in my heart.

It will never go away.

It will never go away?

No. Never.

Evolet, come here.

Don't stray from the hut without telling me.

And for many moons, Evolet and D'Leh looked at each other,

and the love in their hearts grew stronger.

Until finally, after many years,

the day of the last hunt arrived.

D'Leh, how long do we have to keep watching?

Until the manaks come.

- And when will they come?

- I don't knoe.

- D'Leh, when will I become a hunter?

- When you stop asking so many questions.

Great hunter Tic'Tic came to Old Mother's hut.

She thinks the time of prophecy has come.

She told him not to kill the manak this hunt.

She thinks Ka'Ren

will win the White Spear

and claim Evolet.

Baku, look what I found for you.

You know what a good hunter Ka'Ren is.

We must run away.

Together we can cross the Great Mountains.

Abandon our people?

Like my father?

I cannot do that.

I've waited for this so many moons.

The only way to be together is,

I must kill the manak.

They are here! They are here!

Look!

Look how many they are!

Today, I will not pierce the heart of the manak.

It will be one of you.

One of you will claim the White Spear.

May the Fathers of the Yagahr and the spirit of the mighty manak choose the best of you.

- Ka'Ren, you have the first throw.

- Ka'Ren, the manak is yours.

You will be our leader.

D'Leh, what about you?

I want to win Evolet.

All together, at once!

Tic'Tic found the lead bull.

Slow down! D'Leh!

They're breaking away!

back!

Baku, they are coming!

They are coming! They are coming!

They are...

The last one is coming!

It is a big bull!

D'Leh is coming!

Ka'Ren, make your throw!

! Hold him back!

He's too strong.

Let go, Ka'Ren.

- D'Leh, we have to let go.

- I can't. My hand is caught.

Look, look!

It's D'Leh!

You killed him!

All alone!

No one has ever done that.

That was brave.

D'Leh killed the manak.

He did not let go of the net.

He was the only one.

What are you waiting for?

Wise Spirit, I killed the manak.

I claim the White Spear.

And with it my woman.

Evolet.

From that day on, D'Leh was no longer the son of a coward.

Now the Yagahl would honor his name

for bringing to them the blessings of the manak for one last time.

And though Old Mother was pleased in her heart

to see Evolet so happy,

she feared in her soul that the one who had slain the mighty beast

did not have the courage for what was to come.

Why does Tic'Tic not celebrate with us?

- D'Leh?

- There's something I must do.

What do you want?

I was not brave.

And I did not hunt as one.

The Fathers of the Yagahl played with us today.

What should I do? If I give up the White Spear, I give up Evolet.

I can't do that!

Is she yours to give up?

It is not the way of the Yagahl to claim the White Spear with a lie.

- I gave the White Spear back to Tic'Tic.

- Why would you do such a thing?

- I did not kill the manak, Evolet.

- Yes you did. You held on to the net.

No, I lied!

I tried to let go with all the others.

My hand was caught in it.

Then the manak ran into my spear.

I did nothing!

Evolet, remember what I told you about our light?

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