"Yes, we went to their village and took away Red Dog and many ponies," White Otter told him.
"Well, we came fast, but I see that we did not get here in time to help you," said Black Moccasin.
"My brother, you must help us fight the Pawnees," replied White Otter. "The Pawnees came up with us and ran off the ponies that we took away from the Kiowas. That is why I came to find you."
"Hi, hi, that is bad," said Black Moccasin.
At that moment some one challenged them.
"It is good, my brother," cried Black Moccasin. "White Otter is here."
"Ride ahead," the scout told them.
They advanced and met Hollow Bear, another noted Ogalala warrior. He accompanied them to the grove. White Otter was overjoyed to find a great company of Ogalalas assembled at the campsite. With them were the five Cheyenne scouts who had accompanied the women and children to the Ogalala camp, and the company of warriors who had escaped from the Cheyenne village. White Otter was welcomed with enthusiasm.
"My brothers, I have found you—it is good," he said. "There is little time to talk. First I will tell these brave Cheyennes that Red Dog is alive. We took him away from the Kiowas. We also ran off many ponies. Come, Cloud Eagle, you know my words, tell your brothers about it."
The Cheyennes were wild with joy. It was some moments before White Otter could proceed with his talk.