Little Eagle led the way across the valley to the trail by which the Pawnees had fled from the Crows. He turned down the trail in the direction the Pawnees had gone. He rode across one stream but, at the second, left the trail and rode to a thick grove of trees.
“We’ll make camp here,” he said.
They turned their horses loose and set to work to build a shelter. They found a clump of small trees. By lacing the branches together, they made a sort of lean-to to protect them from the rain. They found a big pile of leaves and dug into them until they came to dry ones. These they carried to the shelter to make a bed.
Before they went to sleep, the two boys ate some of the cooked meat.
“In the morning we’ll have fresh meat,” Angry Wolf vowed.
CHAPTER SIX
When Little Eagle awoke the next morning, he was surprised to find the ground covered with a light blanket of snow.
“Old-man-of-the-north sent snow early,” Angry Wolf said, as he crawled out of the shelter.
“It isn’t much,” Little Eagle pointed out.