Red Buffalo Comes Home - Art Card

Story: He had not seen his home since the first buffalo fell at the feet of greed and slaughter, and the Creator had asked him to be a helper. He had seen too much. His spirit bones were weary, and his feet longed to touch the summer flowers just beyond the cold mountains. At the mountain's rise, the world began to grow smaller. He lifted his head and drew a deep breath, the smell of sweetgrass. The smell of home.