A long time ago, enemies of the Sioux were taking their horses and running off the buffalo. Standing Bear the First asked his brave warriors to help punish the enemies and make them return to their homeland. On his horse Standing Bear, was followed by ten warriors on foot. His horse was his most prized possession. For days, the party traveled, but the enemy hid, because they didn’t want an open fight with the Sioux. Enemies knew that the they were the bravest of the brave.
Eventually the Sioux found and engaged their enemy, giving them the punishment they deserved. Standing Bear and his warriors were glad to turn back for the long journey home. But on their way home, they discovered a fire destroyed the beautiful plains that lay between their tipis on Porcupine Creek. They traveled for days with no sign of life. There were no buffalo. There were no birds, only dead, black stalks where the beautiful sunflowers once were. …show more content…
Standing Bear’s horse had very small patches of grass to munch on. All of the travelers became hungry and weary. As the day went on they all hoped to find a small bite, but always came up empty. The land was deserted. Every night the warriors hoped the following day would bring them food. The horse had sensed the misery of the brave, so he acted as a scout when they slept. He would awake them with a snort at the slightest sound. Either fearing an enemy or hoping for an animal to shoot. The horse was their most dependable friend, and as the warrior grew weaker they relied on the horse even
Eventually the Sioux found and engaged their enemy, giving them the punishment they deserved. Standing Bear and his warriors were glad to turn back for the long journey home. But on their way home, they discovered a fire destroyed the beautiful plains that lay between their tipis on Porcupine Creek. They traveled for days with no sign of life. There were no buffalo. There were no birds, only dead, black stalks where the beautiful sunflowers once were. …show more content…
Standing Bear’s horse had very small patches of grass to munch on. All of the travelers became hungry and weary. As the day went on they all hoped to find a small bite, but always came up empty. The land was deserted. Every night the warriors hoped the following day would bring them food. The horse had sensed the misery of the brave, so he acted as a scout when they slept. He would awake them with a snort at the slightest sound. Either fearing an enemy or hoping for an animal to shoot. The horse was their most dependable friend, and as the warrior grew weaker they relied on the horse even