The war chief searched for he plains buffalo, while the winter inched closer and he need for food grew stronger. As his tribe followed, the search became more difficult. As soon as a buffalo was seen, it was killed and put on the back of here horses. While he buffalo were grazing cross the river, the furry well fed animals were easy to see, and the tribe lingered behind them. Although the buffalo were fierce, they could but beat the Indians, and it would be a good fight. Their hooves dug into the soil, and the buffalo frantically tried to run away. The tribal hunters speared every buffalo hey could, but they were large creatures, hard to catch as well. One after the other, buffalo plopped to the ground. Te earth shook. Hunters did not mind, as they were used to it.
By: Mckenna(:
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