The wise ones called council. We cannot remain passive. The whites must be driven out. Now is the right time, while they are at war amongst themselves. Their soldiers are away. They're defenseless. The People must strike.Red Buffalo's sobbing quieted. But Hunter, that is exactly what you feared might happen. What about survival through peace?It's too late for that. A heavy ache centered itself in Hunter's chest. I am a dreamer, Red Buffalo. The land is like a single bone between a pair of starving dogs. There is enough for only one. Peace will never come, never. You were right all along, and I was too blind to see it.
In "Comanche Moon," the wise leaders convene, acknowledging that they cannot simply wait for circumstances to change. They agree that the current turmoil among their enemies presents a crucial opportunity to act decisively against the threat posed by the white settlers. With their adversaries distracted and vulnerable, the need for the People to take a stand becomes urgent, reflecting a deep-seated urgency for survival and action.
Hunter grapples with his beliefs, feeling the weight of despair as Red Buffalo grapples with the implications of this aggressive stance. Although Hunter once hoped for peaceful coexistence, he recognizes that the reality of their situation is grim. The metaphor of the land as a bone between starving dogs underscores a harsh truth: only one side may thrive in this struggle for survival. Hunter's acknowledgment of his earlier naivety reflects a profound transformation in his outlook on their precarious existence.
