They all clung to me like leeches. Strong hands clutched my hair. With the strength of despair I tore one hand free from them and strove to pull the hands from my throat... With strips of dried buffalo hide some of them tied my legs and hands, while others looted the kayak.
They all tightly attached themselves to me. Powerful grips clutched my hair. With the force of desperation, I managed to free one hand and fight against the others... Some tied my limbs with dried buffalo hide, while others raided the kayak.