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"Have you seen him?" Shag asked of A'tim. "He flew away early," answered the Dog-Wolf. "He should have taken all his coat with him," answered Shag, thrusting from his mouth a bunch of grass in which were three brown feathers. "He flew far away," affirmed A'tim sheepishly. "The length of your gullet, Dog-Wolf," declared Shag. "Thou must be wondrous hungry to eat one of our own party a cannibal."
Shag said nothing; he was angry at the selfish heartlessness of the other Outcast. It seemed hardly a fair recognition of the service he had rendered the Dog-Wolf when he prodded the Bear from his throat. "Come, let us be moving," he said; "we must find another crossing." "Oh! but I feel years younger," cried A'tim joyfully, as they headed again for Battle River. "Euh-euh-euh-euh!
A cloud drifted a frown over the face of the cold moon, and A'tim skulked closer and closer almost to the very edge of the slaughter-pit. The Indian Pack-Dogs snarled at his presence, and yapped crabbedly. Other gray shadows, less venturesome than the Dog-Wolf, flitted restlessly back and forth in the dim mist of the silent plain. A'tim sneered to himself maliciously.
When the Dog-Wolf returned he said: "Eagle Shoe is riding far to the South; let us follow in the river flat and see this Run, for it will be a mighty Kill. O-o-o-h! but I am empty famished!" "Always of blood," muttered the Bull to himself "always of blood and meat eating; Wolf and Dog; Dog-Wolf and Man always full of the blood thought and the desire for a Kill."
With a sudden spring he turned, and barked derisively as he loped through the forest: "Good-by, bald-hided old Bull; I will bring harm to you because of this." "I think you were just in time," said Shag to the Cow; "that Dog-Wolf meant my death."
King Animals!" he exclaimed, in a great voice like the low of the wind coming through a mountain gorge; "is that not the Herd yonder, clear-eyed Dog-Wolf?" "By the chance of meat, it is a mighty Herd, Shag; such a Herd as the Caribou make in the Northland when they mate." "Now the Buffalo see Eagle Shoe," continued Shag; "but they have no wisdom; they but see some one thing that has life.
"Even to-day I trailed one, and was on my way to ask you to the Kill, as is the way of the Wolf kind. I am no Dog, to kill and eat in secret." "It's truly noble to feed your friends," declared the Wolf. He snapped viciously at A'tim's throat with fang-lined jaws. The Dog-Wolf jumped back nervously.
A full-grown dog-wolf of the northern Rockies, in exceptional instances, reaches a height of thirty-two inches and a weight of 130 pounds; a big buffalo wolf of the upper Missouri stands thirty or thirty-one inches at the shoulder and weighs about 110 pounds. A Texas wolf may not reach over eighty pounds.
There A'tim caught three frogs among the blossom-topped leeks; they were no more than three small oysters to a hungry man. "The water is deep and the banks steep," grunted Shag, looking dubiously at the stream. "Lower down is a ford," answered A'tim; "we will cross there." For when Shag swam in deep water the Dog-Wolf found it difficult to keep on his back.
It was quite young and very droll; it looked like a gargoyle on some castle of the Middle Ages. I also bought a dog-wolf, all white with a thick coat, fiery eyes, and spear-like teeth. He was terrifying to look at. Mr. Cross made me a present of six chameleons which belonged to a small breed and looked like lizards. He also gave me an admirable chameleon, a prehistoric, fabulous sort of animal.
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