CHAPTER VII
SMOKE SIGNALS
As Sun Bird and White Otter rode cautiously over the ridge they saw the Minneconjoux war party moving slowly across the plain. As soon as the Minneconjoux discovered the two horsemen they immediately stopped to watch them.
"Our brothers are as cautious as Hitunkasan, the weasel," laughed Sun Bird. "Well, we will tell them who we are."
He raised his arms and clasped his hands together above his head. It was the sign for friends. Then the two scouts rode rapidly toward the war party. The Minneconjoux soon recognized them, and came across the plain. Little Raven raced on in advance of his friends.
"Well, my brothers, I see that you have come back," he said, as he rode up to them. "It is good. What became of that scout?"
"He has gone away," White Otter told him.
"Did you kill him?" Little Raven inquired, eagerly.