After having rested on the hill, the Wolf Pack was once again moving at a gallop. Crow called a halt about mid-day. Ahead of them were rolling hills covered in thick grass. To their right and one hundred yards from the Pack"s column was a wooded area.
Crow stood in his stirrups eyeing the woods. Stump rode up alongside Crow, “See something?” he asked.
Crow didn"t answer Stump but called out, “Bugler and sergeants on me!”
As the men gathered around their captain, several deer ran out of the trees quickly running across an open area to the north of the woods. Crow addressed his men, his eyes never leaving the woods. “Move the prisoners to the back of the column. If we are ambushed, those prisoners are to be taken to Washington. Bugler, be ready to sound "The Charge".” Crow looked at his m
