A warrior ran up:
“Shouldn’t we be gathering booty now, Nyaruy?”
In reply the war leader yelled at him with such vehemence that the warrior leaped back:
“You are as greedy as chipmunks and foolish as wolverines. The war has not even started yet, and you are already talking about booty.”
He was right, the war had not even started yet. With the same loud and angry shout Nyaruy ordered his warriors to examine every part of the camp and study every track, every fallen branch, and report to him about everything. The warriors dispersed to carry out their leader’s orders.
“Just think it over,” he told Yadne. “I will give you some time to reflect on things.”
Again the war leader was reminded of how their scout had vanished. And that eerie and foreboding stillness… No, the war had not even st
