Chapter 21
The first purple lights of dawn colored the October sky, the month that the herds of bison, stretching for tens of miles, migrated to the south.
Thorald was working on the last carving of Little Bear's chair, when Eye of Lynx and Ulfr entered his tepee.
"The horses are ready," Ulfr told him know.
"I've finished," he announced, checking the final result.
"It's beautiful!" Eye of Lynx complimented him, admiring the work.
He had been able to immortalize the trunk of a tree which had already ended its life cycle. After digging out the seat, the high back rest and giving shape to the armrests, he had carved the head of an eagle on the top of the backrest. Then he had decorated it by carving the plumage all along the outer sides, including the armrests, to the point where they m
