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Show 94 Chua blinked again. He couldn't answer. Clawing Eagle ruffled his feathers and looked around. Chua tried to move the bugalo but couldn't. "You have a kind heart. There's no evil in you," said the chief. He picked Chua up, b^ffaTbsana^ail. Chua stiffened in protest. The gray clouds were still in the sky, and light rain seemed to wash away Chua's feelings. ^ Toho would let his mother know he was safe. He heard Pavati's voice. "Put him in my hut, and I'll care for him until his strength returns." The chief laid him on a blanket. Pavati tucked a rabbit skin under his head, and covered him with a soft warm blanket of turkey feathers. Chua slept. When he awoke, the rays of Father Sun streamed in the window. "Oh," Chua said trying to move his stiff body. "I can't move." "Try one piece of your body at a time," Pavati said. "You have a lot of bad bumps and bruises." Chua moved first one leg and then the other. "They work," Chua said, smiling at Pavati. She helped Chua sit up. "See if your hands can hold this cup of sage tea and a com cake." The warm tea trickled into his mouth and down his throat. It tasted good. He nibbled the com cake. Chua moved his neck from side to side. "My head hurts a lot." "It will for a few days," Pavati said, "but you're young, and will heal quickly." i |