Wolf decorated himself. He reddened his nose; he reddened all his feet. He tied eagle feathers to his back.
“Well, do so. Do so. I wish to see your ways,” said Big Turtle.
Wolf turned himself round and round. He went to the attack by the wood on a small creek. He killed a deer. He brought it back, holding it with his teeth.
“O war chief, I think I will do that, if anything vexes me,” said Wolf.
“You have disappointed me,” said Big Turtle. “See these people with whom I travel. There is none who is faint-hearted in the least degree. Come, depart. Thus do I regularly send off the inferior ones.
“Warrior Gray Squirrel, go as a scout,” said Big Turtle. Gray Squirrel went as a scout. At length he was coming back, blowing a horn.
“Ho, war chief, he is coming back to you,” they said. Big Turtle went there. “Ho, warrior. Act very honestly. Tell me just how it is,” said Big Turtle.
“Yes, O war chief, it is just so. I have been there without their finding me out at all,” said he.
“Let us sit at the very boundary of their camp,” said Big Turtle. He spoke of going. “Warriors, I will look around to see how things are, and how many persons there may be there,” he said.
He came back. “Warriors, let us go in that direction. This far is a good place for sitting,” he said. So they moved forward. Then he said, “O war chief Corn Crusher, go to the end lodge of the village before us, and sit on the outside.”