The wild cattle were coming back to the hills.
The baby awoke.
Sharptooth played with him a moment.
Then she put him under her arm and slipped down the tree.
“Sharptooth played with him a moment”
She started down toward the river, but she did not go by the trail.
It was safer to walk in the shadow of the tall trees.
Once she suddenly grasped a branch of a tree and swung herself up and looked about.
