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Yellowstone Run by
David L. Robbins
PROLOGUE
There was something out mere.

Something lurking in the tall timber.

Eagle Feather paused in the act of chopping wood for the fire, his right
arm upraised, his tomahawk gleaming in the afternoon sunlight, and
gazed at the surrounding forest, his keen brown eyes scrutinizing every
shadow. The feeling of being watched was stronger now than ever before,
and he frowned when he failed to detect any movement in the pine trees.

"Is something wrong?"

Putting a smile on his face, Eagle Feather turned at the sound of his
wife's melodious voice and looked at the woman he loved more than life
itself, "What could be wrong?" he responded, hoping he conveyed a
lighthearted attitude, he didn't want to worry Morning Dew or the
children. Yet.

"I don't know," she said uncertainly, staring at the woods. "You seem
troubled."

Eagle Feather lowered the tomahawk and pretended to inspect its edge.
"You are imagining things."

"If you say so," Morning Dew said, and returned to the task of
preparing the fish their sons had caught an hour ago for their supper. She
glanced at him once reproachfully.
 Knowing that his wife of 12 years could intuitively sense when he was
troubled, and annoyed at himself for not confiding in her, Eagle Feather
continued to trim the limbs he had collected, removing the thinner stems
to be used as kindling and chopping the larger branches into manageable
sections. He strained his ears to catch the slightest sound from the forest,
but all he heard were birds and squirrels and the whispering of the breeze.
How could he justify alarming Morning Dew when all he had to go on was
a vague feeling?

Youthful laughter filled the air, and a moment later two boys came
running around the family tipi, which was situated on the north bank of
the gently flowing stream, and halted, giggling and shoving one another.