It was the night before that to Black Hair, who was wounded and could not sleep, there came a good vision. He saw the warriors go back over the trail in the darkness to where we were then camped and bring away the soldiers' horses. So, when one of our scouts brought word that General Howard had stopped at Camas Meadows, our old camp, Black Hair's vision was considered. We knew all the country, and in council it was determined to make an attack and try capturing all the horses and pack mules of the enemies just as Black Hair had seen and foretold.
Wottolen (Hair Combed Over Eyes)