When two days had passed two men came. There were many horses where they had passed. They reported that something was running around the other side of this large mountain. They did not know what it was, nor to whom it belonged. They wondered what was meant and sent their fly to find out. He flew away and came back almost immediately. He said it was true. On the ridge beyond the mountain he saw horse tracks and a trail with dust as fine as flour.
One of the brothers asked his mother to cook for the men quickly. It was while they were eating that the fly reported. “Fly back there,” he directed him. He told the visitors to remain, for they were no doubt tired. They went back where the bridle was lying. They took off the rope and hung it toward the east. They spoke to the bridle asking that the horses, wherever they went, should come back together during the night.
The visitors were as the two brothers had been. They had no eyelashes or eyebrows. Their ears were round and their heads were smooth. There were webs between their fingers and toes. When they were asked whence they came they replied that they had assumed there were people living somewhere. Their own people had been killed off by something until only the two were left. They saved themselves at night by digging a trench and covering it with a large rock. When they started away, one of the brothers asked where they were going. They replied that they did not know where they were going but preferred not to stay where they were. They said they did not like to be with many peoples. They preferred staying there with their present hosts. Naiyenezgani asked them to tell their story during the night.
When night came, he called four men to come and listen to what the visitors were about to tell. He asked each of the four men to question the guests. “What is the country called where you live and what kind of thing is killing your people?” he asked. “Tell us about it.”
“The place where we live is called danagogai, plain. Something has been killing our kinsfolk. It has been killing people everywhere on the earth. We do not know what to do,” one of them replied. Naiyenezgani told another of the men to question them. He asked if it were really true that they had been living in that place, saying he did not believe what the other had said. One of the guests replied that it was true. He said they did not know how to tell untruths and that it was not right to do so. “While we are here in camp it will kill someone.” He added, “I have finished.” The second questioner said, “Why did you tell us this? We are uneasy about it.” They replied that they were afraid of it and therefore came there where they intended to live with them.
Naiyenezgani called upon a third man to question them. “Why did you leave a trail for them?” he inquired. “When your kinsfolk were all killed, why did you come to us leaving a trail?” The same man spoke again. He directed that the next day a sweatbath should be prepared that they should take a bath with the two visitors.
“You said the horses had gone far away. I presume they have already come together again,” he said. “These some-kind-of-things you said were going away we call horses. That is all I have to say.” “These two will speak to you,” one of the company said.
“I cannot promise that I will kill that thing which has been killing your people. Hurry to build the sweatlodge he mentioned,” Tobatc'istcini said. “Make the sweatbath: we are going for the horses,” he added.
During the night the horses had come together. One bridle was lying at the east and the other at the west. They told the horses they must all stay there together. When the brothers returned the sweatlodge was built and the stones were on the fire. Tobatc'istcini directed that the men should stand in line while four of them should go into the bath four times. He said that when they had come out the fourth time the visitors would be like themselves. “You built this sweatbath, but it belongs to the Sun,” he told them. When he (Naiyenezgani) went in with them the fourth time he asked them where the thing was living which was killing them. The visitors replied that he lived down this way, pointing toward the west. “The one that has killed all of our people has something long for a weapon,” he added. Naiyenezgani said, “Well, he has been killing you.” When they came out the fourth time they all looked alike. They ate and after the meal the brothers told them all to remain there while they went to yonder white mountain ridge to look beyond. He looked at the Sun.
They landed far away on the mountain ridge.[[26]] Beyond that mountain they went to another. There was a plain on which a mountain was standing. They landed next on that mountain. Tobatc'istcini said, “Brother, is the dangerous thing feared by you? If you are afraid, I am afraid. If you are not afraid neither am I afraid. You are the elder, I am the younger.”