dripped from his lip. The two wrestled on the ground, as the frightened woman pulled the bunched leather from her mouth and sat staring, frozen with fear. Gaining the advantage, the larger Gray Wolf pulled his blade from its sheath. Sitting on White Fox' chest, he raised it over his head poised to strike, anger surging through his veins.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you, Gray Wolf.” The startled young man turned towards the voice, finding Red Hawk and Black Rain standing behind him now holding the shaken, Frightened Deer between them. “Release White Fox now.” Gray Wolf's anger boiled. At that moment every fiber of his being wanted White Fox dead. Respect and tradition wrestled with anger, hate and the need for revenge.
White Fox took advantage of the distraction to roll away from Gray Wolf. He swiftly ran back towards the fire in the center of the camp. Gray Wolf slowly rose and faced his grandparents. “He tried to couple with her. Ask Frightened Deer what happened, I saved her from White Fox.” His hate filled gaze followed White Fox toward camp. “ I'll kill him.” Black Rain grabbed his furious grandson's arm and propelled him further into the clearing.
Red Hawk with Frightened Deer, returned to the camp where they were greeted by most of the tribal members, still sleepy and rubbing their eyes. In the center of them all, White Fox was loudly reporting that Gray Wolf had taken the captive and attempted to run off.
“If I hadn't stopped him, he would have run off with her. He disobeyed the council. That is the kind of man that is leading our warriors. He even tried to kill me when I discovered his plan.” White Fox turned and looked defiantly at Red Hawk. “The old woman will tell you. She saw him try to kill me.” Many of the men shouted that Gray Wolf must be called up before the council; some demanded his death. Dancing Bear was working himself into a frenzy as he listened to White Fox. He joined the others demanding that Gray Wolf be killed; in his muddled mind this meant that he would become White Fox' second in command. He yelled louder, encouraging the others. Sunflower stood smugly watching from the outskirts of the camp.
Out in the clearing, Gray Wolf was starting to calm down. “Your impetuousness has gotten you in trouble once again. I understand that you were protecting your woman, however White Fox will turn this around. You will be the accused. He has planned this well, or should I say Sunflower has planned it well.” Black Rain sat beside Gray Wolf; his tone was serious as he watched his grandson's frustration.
“He dragged her to the clearing and we both know what his intentions were. When the others hear what White Fox did, they will demand his death.” Gray Wolf stood and paced, small twigs snapping under his fur boots, his fists clenching. His immaturity and inexperience were blatantly evident in his attitude, as well as his words.
“You have been a fool. When will you learn to study your adversary? Red Hawk and I knew that you watched over Frightened Deer every night. If we knew, then so did Sunflower. She knew you would follow White Fox if he grabbed your woman. Your possessiveness is obvious to everyone. You must learn to be cunning. Use your head, man! If Red Hawk and I had not followed, someone would have died. I am sure he intended to kill you one way or the other and I would not doubt that someone else was waiting in the woods. Sunflower is no fool, there will be an alternate plan now that you are still alive.” Black Rain knew that they were about to find out, just what the alternate plan was. It was imperative that he calm Gray Wolf and prepare him. The young man must learn to keep his emotions in check.
“Red Hawk, did you see Gray Wolf try to kill White Fox?” Clouds of Thunder, old bones moving slowly in the cool night air approached the two women. “Answer me woman, does White Fox speak the truth?” Red Hawk stared past Clouds of Thunder to the smug, cocky