“We seem to have escaped,” Angry Wolf said.
“You could hunt for fresh meat while I build a fire,” Little Eagle suggested, hoping that by keeping Angry Wolf busy, he could keep him in good spirits.
Angry Wolf was gone only a short time. He came back with one rabbit.
“It’s too dark to hunt,” Angry Wolf said gloomily.
“I’m so hungry that rabbit will taste as good as roasted buffalo tongue,” Little Eagle assured him.
As soon as the rabbit was cooked, Little Eagle covered the fire with dirt.
“There’s no need to give the Crows a signal if they are following us,” he said.
Little Eagle was glad that there were no clouds in the sky. Since he had left the deer hide for the swallows, they had no cover. As long as there was no snow or rain, he and Angry Wolf could sleep comfortably by burrowing into a pile of leaves.
When Little Eagle awoke the next morning, he felt like jumping and shouting. It seemed that he ought to dance the Victory Dance. He and Angry Wolf had escaped the Crows. The horses they had taken were proof of a great victory. Because Angry Wolf was already rounding up the horses, Little Eagle delayed his celebration. He hurried to help the other boy.
“I’ll try to get a buffalo,” Angry Wolf said when they had the horses driven together in a herd.