The crowd of people parted; the old man leading the way to one of the buildings. Three men had followed and took charge of the four horses as the party entered through a blanket hanging on the doorway. Inside, it was cool and dim. As his eyes adjusted to the dark, Lee saw there were shelves lined with bowls and tools. Pegs were driven into the walls, on which hung clothing and blankets, but no furniture. Blankets were also spread on the floor.
The old man sat on the blankets and indicated Lee, Tatanka and Dog should do the same.
When they had settled themselves, he spoke again in halting Dakota. “I am Makya, Eagle hunter in your language. I am shaman to my people. When I was young my father took me on a quest. We traveled far to the land where winters are white and cold. There I met yo
