The Tagish lived between two glacial lakes, Marsh Lake and Tagish Lake. The journey had been difficult and all were relieved to see the village ahead. The warriors were happy to see their home once again. Snow Eagle and Gray Wolf approached nervously. Once inside the village, the Tagish could turn on them. Nothing was for certain. Father and son gave each other a tenuous look. Snow Eagle sent up a silent prayer. Gray Wolf's fingers rubbed the butt of his knife. He would fight to the death, if necessary. The women especially looked forward to ending this grueling journey. Songbird, Walks Tall Woman, Bright Star and She Wolf were exhausted. The village was a welcome sight. Songbird was anxious to see her father again. The three slaves were nervous at the thought of their new home. The Tlingit had treated them well; they did not know this clan of Tagish. Some slaves were very badly treated, even maimed or killed. The tension was palpable. “When we reach the village, you must let me do the talking.”
