It was a warm night in the mountains above Shooting Creek. Chief Red Wolf went to see the Shaman of the Horn. When Red Wolf got to the medicine lodge, the Shaman of the Horn was not there. Red Wolf just made himself at home. He and the Shaman of the Horn had been friends since childhood, even though the Shaman was just a little older than Red Wolf.

     In time, the Shaman of the Horn’s woman came and Red Wolf said, “Sister, where is the Shaman of the Horn?” and she said, “He will return soon. I will fix you something to eat for you look thin, doesn’t your woman fix food for you? How is your mother?” Red Wolf said, “She is old and soon she will pass to the other side. She asks about you from time to time.” “Tell her I ask about her,” and about that time the Shaman of the Horn returned. He asked, “Why have you come, brother?” Red Wolf replied, “I came to set in the circle with you and talk to the spirits.”

     In front of the Shaman of the Horn’s medicine lodge was the great circle. The Shaman went over and blessed the circle with the sage, cedar and cornmeal. He brushed Red Wolf and himself with the sage smoke and then they entered the great circle and were seated. The Shaman took the pipe and called the spirits to the circle and the spirits came, but not alone. From the forest came the wolf, the eagle and up from the ground of Mother Earth came the mole, the mountain lion, the badger and the bear. They entered the great circle and walked around and around, three times, in the circle. Then they sat around the fire in the great circle. The Shaman of the Horn’s wife said, “They talk in the great circle for many hours.” Then the wolf, eagle, mole, the great bear, the badger and the mountain lion came out of the circle and went away. After a time had passed, the Shaman of the horn and Red Wolf came from the circle and the Shaman’s woman asked, “Now brother, will you eat?” and Red Wolf said, “Yes.” So they all sat down on the ground and ate the food she had fixed.

     After they had eaten, Red Wolf and the Shaman of the horn’s woman and the Shaman sat around the fire telling stories that had been told to them by their elders and after a time had passed and the Shaman of the Horn, his woman and Red Wolf went into the medicine lodge and found a place on the floor across the room and went to sleep. The next morning Red Wolf returned to the village.