The two men stripped off their shirts and stood in the center of the circle. They each placed their right foot against the others, and joined right hands in a firm solid grip the battle was joined. The first man to lose his balance was the vanquished. Grey Rabbit was strong and his body more massive, but his uncle was cunning, and treacherous slapping Grey Rabbit's belly hard with his free hand. The move was not illegal, but it was the action of a poor sport, and a rumbling wend through the assembled council. Grey Rabbit stood his ground, quickly sucking in his breath to recover from the blow. he wheeled and adjusted , but didn't falter. His uncle tried it again, unable to move Grey Rabbit any other way, But this time Grey rabbit was ready for hi and blocked the blow with his on free arm. Grey rabbit looked his uncle square in the eye, and then slowly pushing back in a show of pure power pushed his uncle to the floor.
He helped him up to his feet, and without a word went to the edge of the room, took Cheyenne by the hand and walked back to the circle. " I claim my bride" he said beaming down at Cheyenne.