In a little while nothing was left except the larger bones, and yet each wolf had but a little.
Then they went back to the cave and slept.
Afterwards Umslopogaas told Galazi all his tale, and Galazi asked him if he would abide with him and be his brother, and rule with him over the wolf-kind, or seek his father Mopo at the kraal of Chaka.
Umslopogaas said that it was rather in his mind to seek his sister Nada, for he was weary of the kraal of Chaka, but he thought of Nada day and night.
"Where, then, is Nada, your sister ?" asked Galazi.
"She sleeps in the caves of your people, Galazi; she tarries with the Halakazi." "Stay awhile, Umslopogaas," cried Galazi; "stay till we are men indeed.
Then we will seek this sister of yours and snatch her from the caves of the Halakazi." Now the desire of this wolf-life had entered into the heart of Umslopogaas, and he said that it should be so, and on the morrow they made them blood-brethren, to be one till death, before all the company of ghost-wolves, and the wolves howled when they smelt the blood of men.
In all things thenceforth these two were equal, and the ghost-wolves hearkened to the voice of both of them.

And on many a moonlight night they and the wolves hunted together, winning their food.

At times they crossed the river, hunting in the plains, for game was scarce on the mountain, and the people of the kraal would come out, hearing the mighty howling, and watch the pack sweep across the veldt, and with them a man or men.

Then they would say that the ghosts were abroad and creep into their huts shivering with fear.

But as yet the Wolf-Brethren and their pack killed no men, but game only, or, at times, elephants and lions.
Now when Umslopogaas had abode some moons in the Witch Mountain, on a night he dreamed of Nada, and awakening soft at heart, bethought himself that he would learn tidings concerning me, his father, Mopo, and what had befallen me and her whom he deemed his mother, and Nada, his sister, and his other brethren.