A little later he began to climb down.

He went very quietly, pausing every moment or so to stretch his neck or to feel it with his hand.
At the sight of him descending, the whole horde, with wild screams and yells, stampeded for the woods.

Old Marrow-Bone, hobbling and tottering, followed behind.

Red-Eye took no notice of the flight.

When he reached the ground he skirted the base of the bluff and climbed up and into his own cave.