Chapter 2

The next morning, they all woke up and went outside, Talking River and his band of warriors went out to hunt "tutanka" (buffalo), then Little Creek and Katie started to walk out. Katie stood outside looking at the little children playing house and pretend hunting, then some of the women and Talking River came back with "tutanka talo" (buffalo meat).

"Lila tanyan wacin yun ke, tokek ya un he" (cousin it is good to see you, how are you)?" asked Little Creek.

"Lila tanyan wa un nis tok" (I am fine and you)?" asked Talking River.

"Washte" (good)," said Little Creek.

"How's the "winyan" (woman) doing?" asked Talking River.

"Washte" (good), she is learning fast," said Little Creek.

"Mine is learning fast as well, I took her on the hunt with the other women, she watched them cut the buffalo," said Talking River.

"Washte" (good)," said Little Creek.

"Ina" (mother) told you to marry her and have many children," said Talking River.

"Heyah," (no)," said Little Creek.

"It will be good for you, she is your woman, we can give her an Indian name as well," said Talking River.

"My son is going to get married?" asked their mother.

"Ina," said Little Creek.

Little Creek walked over towards Katie as she was talking and laughing with the Indian women and the white women. He grabbed her and took her to the hills and sat her down.

"It's beautiful here," said Katie.

"What about changing your name into an Indian name?" asked Little Creek looking out onto the plains.

"Changing my name, I can do that, what will they call me?" asked Katie.

"I don't know, we have to go to "unci" (grandmother) for that," said Little Creek.

"All right," said Katie scared and excited.

"Do you want to get married?" asked Little Creek.

"Yes, that is my dream, I've always wanted to be married," said Katie with excitement.

Little Creek looked at her in confusion, he thought to himself, "it was her dream to be married to an Indian." So they went back to the village and they told Chief EE-Shah-Konee that they were going to be married and then they all went to sleep. The next morning, they all went outside and Chief EE-Shah-Konee said,

"Hau anpetu washte" (yes, it is a good day) this man and woman came to be married today," said Chief EE-Shah-Konee.

"Wooo!" shouted Talking River.

Then all the warriors yelled and shouted. Some wished them good luck. A little Indian girl gave them a dog, to protect them and carry some of their belongings. A little Indian boy gave Katie a flower. Little Creek's grandmother called them both to her "tipi" (house) and sat them down.

"Ah kay wan chec keyh ktay low" (it was good to see you again), we need to find out what your Indian name will be," said the old woman.

"What will we call her?" asked Little Creek.

"Her name is going to be Maya Doo Rider," said the old woman.

So Katie excepted the new name. Now she is called Maya Doo Rider. So they walked out of grandmothers "tipi" (house) and went on their way. Maya Doo Rider went with the women to clean the buffalo meat. As Maya Doo Rider was cleaning the meat she looked up and saw her husband playing with the boys and teaching them as well. As the warriors came back from the stream, one of the warriors nearly fell off his horse; Talking River ran towards the warrior to catch him before he fell to the ground. Talking River helped the warrior to his "tipi" (house), the warrior was bleeding badly, and he had been shot in the stomach.

"What happened?" asked Little Creek running inside the "tipi" (house).

"We were hunting near the stream, some "waschia" (white men) came after us and shot at us, hitting me, then more of them started to chase us," said the warrior.

Little Creek and Talking River looked at each other and nodded their head; they both got up and went outside.

"So we are going to kill?" asked Little Creek.

"Yes," said Talking River.

"What is it? Where are you going?" asked Maya Doo Rider.

"To kill some "waschia's" (white men)," said Little Creek.

"Alright, stay safe and I love you," said Maya Doo Rider.

"I love you too," said Little Creek.

"Let's go," said Talking River jumping on his horse and riding away.

So Little Creek jumped on his horse and rode behind Talking River. When they got close to the white man's camp, they saw smoke. They rode further into the camp and got off their horses and crawled the rest of the way in. They stood up and ran into the camp yelling. The white men saw them, and they started shooting at them. Little Creek was in a scuffle with a white man knocking him down and killing him as was Talking River, bullets were still being fired, all the white men were killed and scalped. They went back to the village; Maya Doo Rider was waiting for Little Creek.

"How is the man doing? asked Talking River.

"He's fine," said Maya Doo Rider.

"Washte" (good)," said Talking River.

"Are you both all right?" asked Maya Doo Rider.

"Yes we're fine," said Little Creek.

"Good, I have something to tell you?" asked Maya Doo Rider with a smile.

"What?" asked Little Creek.

"We are going to have a baby," smiled Maya Doo Rider.

Little Creek yelled with joy and picked her up and twirled her around. Then she went about her day. Little Creek walked towards the grassy hills of the Great Plains and sat down with a smile on his face. Talking River came walking up from behind and sat down next to him.

"I'm going to have a baby," smiled Little Creek.

"Ate, washte, lila washte, hokahey, anosoptan" (father, good, very good, pay attention, and listen) you tell the child our stories, teach the child our ways of living and surviving, for there will come a time when our people will be no more," said Talking River.

"I will," said Little Creek.

"Washte" (good)," said Talking River.

So they both went back to camp and went inside the "tipi" (house) it was getting dark, so they went to bed and fell asleep. When everybody was asleep Little Creek was dreaming a bad dream and he was talking in his dream. Maya Doo Rider woke him up and then he fell back to sleep. The next morning Little Creek woke up and went outside and sat down on the grass plains on a hill looking out onto the plains. Grandmother followed.

"Tell me about it grandson," said Grandmother.

"I had a dream about our child, and it was a boy. As he got older and strong, he became a man and had a child of his own, but I was not there to see it, something happened," said Little Creek.

"What happened?" asked Grandmother.

"The white men came to our camp and took our strong warriors away; they started shooting at our camp. Children were running, and some got shot along with their mothers and grandmothers and grandfathers. The next thing I know they are taking the survivors to a fort, they put us in cages like animals. Then the white men grabbed me and threw me in a pit, then Talking River was covered in blood, I don't know what happened after that,"' said Little Creek.

"You will know when that day comes," saddened Grandmother.