Both of them laughed, but Alan said nothing. He wondered how long the women of these clans had been without a husband.
Down below he could make out the progress of the fighting and then realized the battle plan of the aggressors. They must have planned it for months, waiting until the season was such that practically the whole Wolf clan, and particularly the fighters, would be at work in the fields. They'd sent these two scouts, probably their best warriors, to take the citadel by stealth. Only two of them, more would have been conspicuous.
They had then, with a limited force, opened fire on the field workers, pinning them down temporarily.
Meanwhile, the main body was ascending the arroyo to the left, completely hidden from the defending forces although they would have been in open sight from above had the citadel remained uncaptured.
Alan could see plainly what the next fifteen minutes would mean. The Wolf clan would draw back on the citadel, Vivian and her younger warriors bringing up the rear. When they broke into the clear and started the last dash for the safety of their fortress, they would be in the open and at the mercy of the crossfire from arroyo and citadel.
If only these two had failed in their attempt to....
The Crow woman said, "Look at this. Five young brats with stones in their hands. What do you say?"
It was Helen and her four girls.
Alan said, "They're only children! You can't...."
"You be quiet, sweetheart. We can't be bothered with you."