The raven deities, as I said, are something hard to explain.  They are all shape shifters in and out of corvid form and they are all gods and goddesses of creation,  death, rebirth, and transformation. They are as numerous as there are ways of dying and being reborn.  They can act individually or make choices as a collective - but no collective choice binds any dissenters to it.  They are agents of chaos that are necessary to the maintenance of ma'at.  They exist as themselves and some are solitary like Kali and trickster Raven but some like the Morrigan are aspects of the more whole deity that I call The Goddess or my Goddess. It's like in Moana,  the death giving and life giving goddess are the same even though they have different names and seem inimical.  They can be trusted to keep the word of their own rules once given and they will always bring about a transformation of the stuck energies BUT there is no promises that there will not be a death/rebirth as a part of the transformation.  The Morrigan often speaks for their collective decisions to me, in her three part harmony voice, because she is an aspect of The Goddess and thus she and I have a long interwoven history across thousands of lifetimes. It would be inappropriate for another raven deity to speak to me for the collective (though it could speak to me for itself) unless the Morrigu could not or if The Goddess and I were not on speaking terms. 

As for the voice of the Morrigan, it is always three voices from one throat and some other things as well like the baying of hounds/howl of the wolf.  She can use as many parts of her voice as she wants to when she sings.  The song she sang me was one of peace and trust, through births and deaths,  battles and rests, that the web of Creation and the Great Spirit holds me always in Love as we strive in the unfolding of the greatest good.  There are many verses to it,  perhaps an infinite number of verses, but the song is the same in all its beautiful iterations. 

I don't know what happens to the polar bear or lioness now....  That's between them. That's about their choices.  Any hurt she inflicts on him can no longer reach me in the innermost sanctum,  I won't know of it.  He can reach me with pure non-ego based love to let me know he still feels it and he can reach me with the yearning of his sorrow over the separation but that it is it.  

I know that when the conditions are met to unseal the door, the twinned ravens will all turn purest white,  each pair of the 7 at the same time.  And the spiral path will light up from the central stone, woven in and out through the lines of the star's gridding. And while it is like that,  all he or I must do to unseal it and open it is put our hand/paw on the center stone - then the door will swing open and the paired guardian ravens will depart and it will just be a door with no lock.  But WHEN the conditions will be met to transform the seal and open the door, that I don't know...  It will be when neither of us will allow a third party to use the connection so that hurting either of us hurts both of us.... 

And.  Also.  On my side of the door...  I may stay watching it as long as I like,  or pass through a doorway of golden light to leave/enter the room with the sealed and guarded door whenever I like.  On my side of it,  I have complete freedom to come and go or to stay and wait as I desire.  The one thing I cannot see or affect or choose is anything that happens on the other side of the door.  Not until the conditions are met to unseal it and the choice made by him or me to open it while it is unsealed to allow it.  

*shrugs* That is all my knowledge about what I have done and the deep old magick of wyrd that binds it.  I cannot undo it now,  even if I thought that would be a good idea (and objectively I don't,  though subjectively I want to burst through that door to tend the wounds of the polar bear try to free him or at least break the leash of skulls. But I spent a very long span of vision dream time/space trying even while all my most trusted patron deities protectors told me it could only be broken by one of the two who created it. Taking the door of the Morrigu and sealing it as I did was my acceptance that me trying just made the lioness inflict more pain on him and only in leaving could I cease being any part of their dynamic and her reasons for torture-controlling the polar bear. It was me accepting the best I can do for him at this time in this situation....) 

I'm going to go make some coffee or tea (I haven't decided which) and have spicy chocolate cake with whipped cream for breakfast while I watch the snow continue to fall in the bitterly cold outside my windows now that sunrise is past.  (Today's sunrise was invisible behind the unending whiteness of the snow clouds, but still I awoke for it. As I always do.)