Man could hardly have travelled where Thor led Muskwa.
At last he stopped.

He was on a narrow ledge, with a perpendicular wall of rock at his back.

Under him fell away the chaos of torn-up rock and shale.
Far below the valley lay a black and bottomless pit.
Thor lay down, and for the first time since his hurt in the other valley he stretched out his head between his great arms, and heaved a deep and restful sigh.

Muskwa crept up close to him, so close that he was warmed by Thor's body; and together they slept the deep and peaceful sleep of full stomachs, while over them the stars grew brighter, and the moon came up to flood the peaks and the valley in a golden splendour..