The sun was beginning to set

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The sun was beginning to set as Enapay prepared a rabbit he shot with his bow near a stand of dogwood trees while Kangee tied down their ponies who happily grazed on some sweet grass nearby. It was now almost a full day that they had become separated from the hunting party and it appeared that no help from the men would be coming. As the rabbit roasted over a opened fire Kangee told Enapay she believed it wouldn’t be long before they caught up with the White Spirit and his herd. As the two shared dinner a lone wolf howled far off into the distance and it wasn’t much longer before another one answered. The wolves know were here Kangee told her brother and they will kill us if we interfere with their hunt. After the meal Enapay searched for the straightest dogwood limb he could find with just moments of the remaining sunlight and sharpened one end to a needle point. Kangee made her own but it was shorter and looked more like a club then a spear and she swung it over her head and yelled out with the vengeance of a war chief.

The two took turns that night guarding their horses and Kangee already used her new club across Enapay’s backside after she discovered him sleeping on his first watch. But now it was morning and the two set out into the early morning sunrise and followed the tracks of the White Spirits herd. They were nearing the base of the blue mountains and some of the highest peaks where still snow capped. Stands of timber dotted the mountain side but the path of the herd lead deep into a small narrow gorge that almost disappeared into a hillside. The two continued stopping only to rest their horses along the way but the horses began to sense something that made them uneasy and Kangee felt it too. Once again a lone wolf howled far off from a distance mountain and Kangee pointed skyward to her brother at a dozen or some vultures circling just ahead of them. As they made their way deeper into the gorge they came across the body of grey timber wolf. His skull had be crushed and all around his body where large hoof prints made by a single horse.

Enapay knew the wolf pack would take revenge on the killer of one of their pack but there was no turning back now and besides he had a sister to protect. They left the body of the wolf to he vultures and moved on further into the narrow gorge that in some places only allowed them single file. And hour of daylight had passed until the narrow gorge opened up into a magnificent vastness of rolling hills and tree lined meadows. Elk bugled  across the valley as Enapay and Kangee sat motionless atop their horses not expecting  the beauty that lay before them. And then he appeared like a flash of lightning across the sky it was the White Spirit and he bolted across the valley floor with his head held high and his tail ripping in the wind like a royal flag. He hadn’t seen the two young Indians who watched him join his herd bowing his head up and down as if giving orders and commands but it wouldn’t be long before the two would be discovered because they where being watched.