Bear awoke with a jolt from the dream he was having. Guns, smoke, and the agonized cry of wounded and dying men. The war had taken its toll on Bear Itaxsca and it had left scars that would never be erased. Beside him slept Helen. She was beautiful and the best lover he had ever had. He did not know about being in love with her, but it was the closest he had ever come to that elusive emotion. He knew something was pulling him though to find his people. Wakan Win said they were beyond Eagle Mountain, to the north. He was well off, he thought, over ten thousand dollars in the White man's bank. Blood money it was true, but it spent just the same.
