Liniwa sat there, the bottle in his hands and stared at the girl in the eyes. He had been caught red handed for sure. But what was he to do now? He had been caught sight of, though it was his fault for being curious. He stared at her some more, then at the bottle of apple juice in his hands, then back at the girl. This was her drink, and he had taken it without permission. He slowly stood up from the ground, making sure not to spill the drink on his buckskin shirt, pants or moccasins.<br/><br/>He then heard the sound of one of the other tribe members, Dyami was calling him. "Liniwa!" He glanced over his shoulder quickly, staring at the forest, then turned to look back at the girl. He set the bottle down by the fence to where the girl could reach it if she wanted it back. Then started to head toward the forest, but he kept looking back at her. Deciding on what it was he wanted to do, he headed off into the forest out of sight, following the sound of Dyami's voice.<br/><br/>As Liniwa made it to Dyami, he heard him ask where he had been. So he told him he was just looking for some deer. Lying was a bad thing to do, but he didn't want to tell Dyami, his friend, that he had been with a White Woman. Dyami nodded his head, understanding and patted Liniwa's back, and the two headed off.