Running Fox imitated the song. It had barely died away before they heard a familiar voice from the edge of the woods.
"Running Fox?" it queried, softly.
"I am here," replied Running Fox.
A moment afterward Yellow Wolf stood beside them. He grasped the hand of Spotted Deer. Then he led the way into the woods. They followed him in silence. He took them to the spot where Running Fox had left the prisoners. There was no one there.
"What has happened?" Running Fox asked, in alarm.
"Everything is good," Yellow Wolf assured him. "Come."
He led them a considerable distance farther along the ridge, where they found Turning Eagle and the Shawnee prisoners. Painted Hawk and Crooked Foot and Dancing Owl were missing.
"Where are our brothers?" Running Fox asked, in surprise.
Yellow Wolf moved his finger across his lips, and turned his eyes toward the Shawnees. Then he moved away, and Running Fox and Spotted Deer followed him. He went well beyond earshot of the prisoners before he began to speak.
"Now I will tell you about it," he said. "Our brothers have gone to watch along the ridge. We believe the Shawnees are trying to find us. It is bad. We must get away from here."