Angry Wolf got slowly to his feet. He stood for a moment, weaving from side to side. Little Eagle jumped up and ran to him when it looked as though Angry Wolf would fall. He steadied Angry Wolf while the wounded boy sat down.
“I’m still weak,” Angry Wolf admitted unhappily.
“You are stronger than you have been,” Little Eagle encouraged him. “That is the first time you have been able to get to your feet.”
After he had eaten, Angry Wolf again stood up. He was able to take only a few steps before he had to sit down.
“It will be another day before I can travel,” he said.
Little Eagle picked up the water bags. One was empty and the other had only a little in it.
“Drink this,” he said, offering the water bag to Angry Wolf. “I’ll fill both of them and bring more meat back to camp.”
“We should get closer to the stream,” Angry Wolf told him. “This is too far for you to carry water and food. Besides, you are making a trail which can easily be seen if an enemy comes this way.”
Little Eagle had thought of the danger of an enemy stumbling onto his trail. Wherever they camped, there would be danger of someone finding them. Here was the added danger that the trail leading to their camp would be found.
“I’ll try to carry you,” he offered.