That night, a war party of fifty Indians, rode up to the tipi. They were led by a Ute warrior named Ahiga (He Who Fights). Ahiga, his musket in hand, dismounted and went to the man lying on the ground. Ahiga dropped to his knees and rolled the man onto his back. Ahiga was surprised when he saw the man"s lips move, “He is alive, bring water!”
Ahiga cradled the wounded man"s head as he washed the blood away. The bullet had plowed a groove through bone and hair from the widow"s peak to the top of his head. With great effort the wounded man pointed at the tipi, “Amitola (Rainbow),” he whispered and then he died.
From the tipi, a brave stepped out and walked over to Ahiga as he laid the dead man"s head down. “Ahiga, your sister Amitola is dead.” Standing, Ahiga followed the brave back to the
