The next morning the sisters built a fire around Lokúmsis, a mountain in the west. Men called to Yahyáhaäs and said: “Look over there! That is what we were talking about yesterday. The Kúja sisters are out hunting.” “I can go there and see how they look,” said Yahyáhaäs. “Nobody can get near enough to see them,” said Blaiwas. “I can go there and take their bows and arrows from them. They can’t hurt me, unless they throw me down.” “You had better stay away from those girls,” said Blaiwas, but Yahyáhaäs didn’t listen to what he said; he started off. He took a mountain at a step, but before he could get there, the sisters put out their fire and went home. They had heard everything the men said. Yahyáhaäs hunted for them all day, then he went back to Blaiwas’ village. The next morning the sisters hunted on another mountain. Yahyáhaäs started again, but before he got there, they put their fire out and went home. Each time they saw Yahyáhaäs coming, they said to the mountain: “You are our friend; draw him away from us.” And it did. Old woman Galaíwa lived in Blaiwas’ house; she was kin of the Kúja sisters. Now Blaiwas was mad at Yahyáhaäs. He was chief, and he didn’t want Yahyáhaäs to bother the Kúja girls. He knew they had power to do anything they wanted to. He was afraid they would get angry at his people. He said to Galaíwa: “I want you to try and go to old Kúja’s house. If you get there, ask the Kúja sisters if Yahyáhaäs bothers them. Tell them he says they are only common women, and he can do what he likes with them. Tell them how he talks.” When Galaíwa got to Kúja’s house, the sisters were out digging roots. Old man Kúja said: “My daughters can’t hunt any more. A one-legged man, with a big head and bushy red hair, is always trying to get near them. They see his head first. He has a straw quiver on his back and carries a cane sharp at both ends; the feathers of a red-headed woodpecker are tied around it in two places.” (The feathers were Yahyáhaäs’ medicine.) “With one step he crosses a high mountain. Do you know anything about that man?” Galaíwa told him all that Blaiwas had said about Yahyáhaäs. When the girls came, their father said: “The one-legged man boasts that he can come where you are and take your arrows away from you.” Each of the five sisters cried out: “I will not run away from him again. I will stay and see if he can get my arrows!” Old Kúja said: “I am afraid Blaiwas will get mad if you do anything to Yahyáhaäs.” “No,” said Galaíwa, “the chief and his sons hate Yahyáhaäs. They don’t want him to stay in their village.” “Are the chief’s sons like us?” asked the sisters. Galaíwa didn’t answer; she said: “It is late, I must go home.”