As we continue with our story, many moons had passed and Running Deer’s father had not returned from his hunting trip. Running Deer’s mother, Beautiful Flower, had lain awake many nights wondering if her husband would return.
For almost a year, this mother and her ten-year-old son had lived by themselves in their small lodge along the banks of Little Buffalo Creek.
As spring came, Running Deer helped his mother plant the few seeds of corn, beans, and squash that had been saved through last year’s terrible drought.
As each day passed, Running Deer took on more responsibilities. He hunted and trapped small game and speared fish in the creek. He took the tulip poplar basket his mother had made and gathered berries and herbs, all the while carrying the small tomahawk his father had made him.
Beautiful Flower made it fairly well in the daytime, but at night her dreams would be about her husband and what the future might hold for…