Simwa
Well, I believe in the medicine of Tibu. He has made old women of you.
Chief
Think no more of that. Let us consider what is to be done.
(Shadows of vultures appear on the rocks, attracted by the dead. Wacoba springs up from casting dust upon her head to flap them away with her blanket, which she spreads over the body of her husband.)
Padahoon
(As he motions to the men to move the body near the shelter.) Yes, it is time to take counsel when the birds of the air betray us to our enemies.
(The women gather together about the dead. One of them takes the place of the sentry who comes to Council. The men collect near the Chisera's hut with the exception of Simwa, who remains seated, re-stringing his bow. Bright Water goes to him.)
Bright Water
Simwa, how long will you let your pride destroy us?