The soldiers continue to herd Quatie and the Cherokee prisoners toward the stockade on a narrow trail between the trees.
Quatie leaves Karra and walks from the rear of the prisoner group to the front and rambles along with her mother. Quatie puts her arm around her mother.
Are you all right mother?
Quatie's mother has a large cut across her face and a hopeless stare. She looks at Quatie and nods.
Quatie holds her closer as they walk.
Oh mother, what have they done to you?
They continue to walk. Quatie's eyes fill with tears as she walks on, looking as if she is in a trance.
INT. STOCKADE - NIGHT
Mounted guards escort Quatie, her mother and the Cherokee prisoners as they walk toward the log stockade gates.
The group is herded inside by the troops. When all the prisoners are inside, the troops disperse and move outside.
Quatie turns and looks back at the gates.
The giant gates slam shut before she can see outside well.
Quatie then scans the stockade. She looks at each person.
The group is dispersing and melts into the crowd that is lined around the crude log walls.
Quatie's mother makes her way to the long wall and sits alone. She sees a weary and beaten people.
Quatie looks down and speaks to herself, as she looks at her people.