"We have found out what we wished to know," said White Otter. "Come, we will go and tell the Cheyennes about it."
"Yes, we must get far away before the light comes," declared Sun Bird.
They were about to descend, when they suddenly heard voices. The speakers were approaching the camp. They were close to the tree in which the Sioux had concealed themselves. The latter waited anxiously for the prowlers to pass. They believed that they were scouts who had been watching on the plain. Then the voices ceased, and the Sioux became uneasy. They wondered if the scouts had gone. They watched to see them enter the camp. Long moments passed. The scouts failed to appear. The Sioux wondered what had become of them. Then they heard them talking directly beneath them. They had stopped at the tree. The Sioux wondered if they had been discovered. They feared to move. At last they heard the Kiowas passing on. A moment afterward they saw two warriors enter the camp.
"Now we will go," said White Otter.
They descended from the tree, and sped safely into the night. Dawn was almost at hand when they finally found Little Raven.
"You have come—it is good," he said. "Did you find Red Dog?"
"Yes, we saw Red Dog in the Kiowa camp," White Otter told him.
"Did you see the ponies?"
"Yes, our ponies are in that camp," said Sun Bird.
"Hi, that is good," declared Little Raven.