"We are scouts," said Sun Bird. "We must tell our brothers about this thing."
"It is the best thing to do," agreed White Otter.
"I will go back, and tell them about it," Little Raven volunteered.
As the others agreed, he immediately turned his pony, and rode back to warn the war party. The main company of Minneconjoux had not come in sight, and Sun Bird and White Otter felt somewhat anxious for the safety of the youthful scout who had gone to meet his tribesmen. If a strong force of foes were loitering in the vicinity, it would be easy for them to intercept the solitary Minneconjoux. In spite of his youthfulness, however, Little Raven was an experienced warrior, and Sun Bird felt certain that he was competent to look after himself in an emergency.
"Sun Bird, I believe that warrior is watching over the top of that hill," White Otter declared, suspiciously.
"How do you know that?" Sun Bird inquired, anxiously.
"I do not know it, but I believe I saw him peeping over the top of that hill," replied White Otter.
They looked anxiously toward the grassy knoll, and strained their eyes to discover the skulking foe. The thought that he was watching made them uneasy, and they were eager to learn if their suspicions were true. It was some moments before White Otter finally became convinced.
"Yes, I see him," he declared, positively. "He is peeping over the top of that hill. I see his head over there near that little bush. Watch sharp."
"Yes, yes, I see his head," Sun Bird declared, a moment later.