They rode a bowshot across the plain. Then they stopped and repeated the signals. In a few moments a rider separated from his companions, and replied to the signs. He raised his hands above his head. Then he suddenly swept his right hand toward the ground. It, too, was an invitation to approach and talk.
"They are trying to draw us over there," said Sun Bird. "No, we are not so foolish. We will wait until we see who they are."
"It is the only thing to do," agreed White Otter.
Having previously mistaken the Pawnees for the Cheyennes, the Sioux determined to be careful. Sun Bird dismounted and again signaled with his robe. Then they waited. Many moments passed before they received an answer. Then three riders started slowly across the plain.
"It is too many, watch out," cautioned White Otter. "Come, we will tell them what to do. Follow me."
The Sioux rode forward abreast. When they had gone a short distance, they turned and rode back. Then White Otter rode forward alone. The signal was meant to warn the approaching horsemen that one only must come to the council. The strangers, however, ignored the suggestion. All three continued toward the Sioux. White Otter turned and cantered toward his friends.
"Come," he said. "I believe those people are trying to fool us."
They rode back toward the hill. Their action made it plain that they mistrusted the intentions of the strangers. The latter seemed to understand. They had stopped, and were holding their hands above their heads to proclaim their peaceful intentions. The Sioux continued toward the hill. Then two of the horsemen turned about, and cantered toward their companions. The third rider still waited with his hands raised.
"It is good," cried White Otter. "I will go and find out who he is."
"Be cautious," Sun Bird warned him.