“We have lost them.”
“They may be hiding there,” he said, looking toward a clump of cedar trees, at the foot of the cliff.
The two children ran among the trees, but could find no rabbits.
Mavo was tired and thirsty, so Teni said, “Sit down, Mavo; I will get you a drink of water. See, the rocks are wet. There must be a spring in the cliff.”
Mavo sat on a rock, while her brother climbed up the cliff to the spring.
As he stooped down to take a drink he wondered what he could use to carry some water to Mavo.
He looked around for a gourd but could find none.
The only thing he could use was the little skin bag that hung around his neck.
