“O war chief, I am not going beyond here with you,” he said.
“Remain here for a while,” said Big Turtle.
Having reached the other side, they departed. At length a Puma came.
“Warriors, wait for him. I suspect what he will say. Stand in a row,” said he. “Speak quickly,” he said, addressing Puma.
“Yes, O war chief,” said Puma. “It was told of you regularly, saying you walked on a journey. And there I wish to walk, so I have sought you.”
“Yes?” said Big Turtle. “Let me see your ways.”
Puma made his hair bristle up all over his body. He bent his tail backward and upward. He went leaping to the bottom of a small hill. Having caught by the throat a fawn, about two years old, he came back, making it cry out as he held it in his teeth.
“I think I will do that, O war chief, if anything threatens to vex me,” he said.
“Do something else,” said Big Turtle.
“No, O war chief; that is all,” said Puma.