The boy would not go.
Besides, he was skillful, strong and daring.
The Ring Tailed Panther tramped on.

Coyotes howled on the prairie, and the deeper note of a timber wolf came from the right, where there was a thick fringe of trees along a creek.

But he paid no attention to them.
All the while he watched the circle of the horizon, narrow by night, for horsemen.

If they came he believed that his warning must be quick, because they were likely to be either Mexicans or Indians.

He saw no riders but toward daylight he saw horses in the west.