Tayoga interpreted them.
"They are cries of anger," he said.

"They have discovered that we are not in the rocks, and now they will look around for our trail, which will be hard to find in the darkness of the night." "And the thing for us to do is to keep on toward the south as hard as we can." "So it would be, Great Bear, but others are coming up from the south, and we would go directly into their arms." "What do you mean, Tayoga ?" "A number of men are advancing, and I think they are warriors." "Then we have merely slipped out of one trap to fall into another." "It is possible, Great Bear.

It is also possible that those who come are friends.

Let me put my ear to the earth, which is the bringer of sound.

It is clear to me that those who walk toward us are warriors.
White men would not tread so lightly.