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Dives Backward, Rising Sun, Little Chief and Black Wolf's Story of the Battle
DIVES BACKWARD, RISING SUN, LITTLE CHIEF AND BLACK WOLF'S
Accompanied by her aunt Mahwissa, the sister of the dead Black Kettle, Monahseetah wandered idly over the field. Tagging at their heels, the little light-haired Yellow Bird followed. Scattered over the ridge, the carcasses of some seventy cavalry horses and two Indian ponies lay bloating in the heat. Soon they would get fly-blown and the stench would be too great on Battle Ridge for the people to come near. Mahwissa was already complaining of the heavy odor which clung in the warm still air.
A few live horses still limped downhill toward the river, their wounds obvious even at a distance. The women needed only a glance to assure them that the hopelessly injured animals were not worth bothering with.
Another horse stood head down, unable to move. Under the dust and blood, he appeared to be a claybank gelding he was later identified as Comanche, Keogh's mount, supposedly the only living thing left on the field. His saddle had twisted under his belly and Monahseetah thought for a moment of taking the gold-edged blue saddle blanket. But it was mostly spoiled by bloodstains. Yellow Bird shouted at the horse and threw an earth clod his way, yet the animal would not move over.
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