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Forbidden Desires ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster )

When it was late at night and Maria took George to bed, after they consummated their love again, when they laid in their room with the open windows, she stroked Thomas' head listening to the acts of Meachum. She would frown but remained quiet. When Thomas finished she nodded.

"If I can help in any way, my love, let me know." She would then kiss his lips and down his stomach to the spot where she knew she could make him forget all of his worries. Jamie had kept herself healthy and fit during her pregnancy. After her pregnancy there was not much to improve on. Sure, she kept Ben wa balls in her pussy until it firmed up again. The only thing that was different was her breasts. They were still perky and lactating, even though George had been weaned since he began to grow teeth.

Jamie loved Arizona. She loved the natives. But there was one who always seemed to find her especially on rides. She one day took a ride out on her horse riding hard and fast just for the joy of the wind. Today she wore a low hanging white cotton blouse. Her hair tucked up under a cowboy hat. If not for her breasts and shape, she could be mistook as a cowboy. That was when she saw the native that had been watching her she stopped.

Would he follow me? She wondered quietly. She knew of the river and lead her horse there to drink. Slowly she began to take off her clothes and boots leaving her cowboy hat on. Moving forward, she sank into the water and sighed. Turning around, she raised so her full breasts were visible and flicked her hat to shore and floated in the river on her back teasing the boy with her body.
 
Wolf had followed Jamie on that day. He followed her on many days. Wolf always stayed well away from where ever Jamie would stop. It was forbidden to do what Wolf was doing now, but it was even more forbidden to do what Wolf wanted to do. The young wolf never had a white woman before. He never saw one naked until that day at the pond. Wolf heard some speak of having sex with these women. Most white women were seen by the Indians as being to soft. Many white women didn't work hard and had no idea what work really was. They were nothing like the women of the tribe. Wolf continued to watch Jamie and her body. Just the sight of her naked form brought Wolf a raging hard on. At that moment, he heard a voice in his head. It was a warning from his father. This warning said that Jamie wasn't to be touched. She was General Harper's woman. Wolf who had the urge to jump in the pond and rage Jamie. Shook his head, mounted his horse and headed back to the fort. Wolf didn't know that it was only a matter of time before he couldn't fight against his need for Jamie. That time did come later that same year. There was trouble up north. A band of renegade Arapaho had been raiding Navajo territory in southern Utah. This was causing great trouble and those in Washington feared a Navajo/Arapaho war could breakout. Thomas was ordered to head north and stop any war before it happened. It was expected that Thomas and his men would only be gone for perhaps a month or two. Thomas kissed Jamie and his son goodbye before mounting Shadow. He said he would write before leaving. Thomas led 100 of his men north into Utah. No one expected that this campaign would last all winter. One good thing about winters in the southwest. You could still going swimming during the daylight hours. It was on a day like many before that Wolf found himself trailing Jamie. She ended up at the same pond. Wolf watched as Jamie removed her clothing and started to swim. This time however, Wolf didn't heed his father's warnings. Wolf had heard to many stories about white women. He needed to find out what it was like to touch their bodies. Wolf left the cover of the trees and slowly walked to the pond's edge. He was wearing no shirt. Wolf did have a a simple cloth covering his cock and ass. It hung down from his waist. He also wore a cavalry hat showing that he was one of the scouts. Wolf carried a large knife at his side. He knelt down by the water's edge. This allowed Jamie a view of his nice sized cock hang down from his body.
 
Hearing the horse, she looked up and saw the shadow leaving. She grinned and got out of the water, dried off, and went back to camp telling Thomas of the man who was following her and was told it was Wolf. She grinned and knew then that she would ensnare herself a native. It would help THomas too, because she intended to learn as much about this rich vibrant culture as she could.

Jamie had heard of the unrest form Thomas. Panic and fear for her husband boiled up inside her breast. When it was time for him to go, she stepped into his arms and kissed him deeply and soundly. She wished him well, hoped that somehow he would find a woman to warm his bed and nights. She hugged him knowing that the bond they shared was special and deep. While they might take other lovers, Jamie was sure Thomas was her one true "life mate" as she heard natives talk about. She shared many beliefs that they did. One would have a true life mate, but they would have many lovers through their life both male and female. She watched Thomas mount up after bidding Maria farewell. She held George in her arms as they both watched Thomas ride off into the summer desert of Arizona. She glanced at Maria and then told George to go play with some other little boys. Tears rolled from her face, but she turned and walked back inside and sat down rubbing her face not sure what she was going to do without Thomas. Without knowing every night he was in her bed waiting eagerly for her. She had taught him all the tricks she knew, and now he was even teaching her a thing or two.

It was a few days of mental turmoil in which Jamie didn't really leave her bed. Then after some coaxing that her horse needed tending from Maria, of course, she got up and walked out after dressing. After galloping a while, she uttered a prayer to whatever holy overlord was listening to keep her Thomas safe. She moved to the pond and began to swim back and forth not realizing that today, just like all the other days, her wolf was following her, only this day he decided to come out of the shadows. She treaded water watching him. She smiled wickedly and then stood up and began to walk towards him slowly swaying her hips.

"You have been following me, young wolf." She whispered her breasts now visible and dripping river water along with some of her milk her breasts always produced.
 
Wolf remained silent while he watched Jamie move in the water. She seemed like some wild dream he once had of a white spirit who came to him and they made love. It was a dream which Wolf had many times and it was always the same. This female with white skin appeared to Wolf. Her breasts were full and producing milk. She came to Wolf and took him as a lover. The Indians put a lot of faith into their visions and dreams. They felt such things foretold the very future. This while spirit told Wolf that she would be his teacher. She would show him so many new things. Wolf was still when Jamie spotted him. He continued to watch her as she began moving from the water. With each step, Jamie came closer. Wolf finally raised up, but remained silent. Jamie looked just like the spirit who came too him. This was the first time Wolf had seen her so close. Wolf admitted to having followed Jamie, many times. He spoke good English. Wolf's eyes moved over Jamie's body taking in every inch of her white flesh. His eyes stopped at her nipples which the milk coming out was clearly visible. " I've had dreams of a white female spirit who appears too me......She is naked and producing milk.......You appear too me as she does. " Wolf said as he raised his right hand and touched Jamie's nipple. His fingers pinched the nipple which made milk squirt onto his chest. Wolf's eyes opened wide in amazement.
 
She smiled as she continued to walk to him. She watched the wonder in the young man's eyes and was aroused by it. She canted her head as he confessed to her about his dreams. She gasped as he pinched her nipple and then canted her head. She knew how important dreams were to the natives as she often heard of second hand stories of Thomas about women worrying for their children or life mate from a simple dream. Moaning, she arched her back as he squeezed her nipple and looked at him. The look of shock on his face was so priceless. A laugh bubbled up from her throat and she stroked his head and took off his cap that was so out of place and tossed it by her cowboy hat.

"And tell me, my wolf, what did your spirit tell you. Your white spirit?" She stepped close so her full perky breasts pressed against his chest. She leaned forward and began to kiss the dark red skin of his neck kissing and nipping, taking in the scent of the desert and leather. She reached down pushing the flap of his loincloth to the side and began to stroke him gently. She couldn't help herself, she was hungry. She began to rock her hips forward as she listened to him.
 
Wolf was remembering his father's warning, but he knew that dreams & visions were important. He didn't move as Jamie came closer. The reason for his amazed look had come from the fact that Jamie never once covered her body. She also didn't keeping him from touching her. It seemed that Jamie was willing to show herself off and it seemed more clear that she wanted Wolf. The young man stood as Jamie began kissing his skin. He felt her hand move the cloth which hung down to cover his cock. Wolf let out a long moan when Jamie's hand touched his manhood. He began to tell Jamie of his dream. Wold spoke of the white female spirit appearing to him and taking him as a lover. He said how she promised to teach him new things. Wolf said the spirit in his dreams looked just like Jamie. He then asked if she was real, or just a vision? Wolf moved his hands around Jamie's body. His hand ended up on her ass cheeks. There was one more detail that Wolf left out from his dream. It was something that he knew was even more forbidden than being with Jamie. Wolf would keep this too himself. He didn't want to upset Jamie, or make her fear what else his dream held.
 
She smiled and then grinned and then laughed. So destiny had deemed it she would teach another. This was how she was to occupy her time. Leaning up, she kissed his ear and then moved down to his shoulder. She stepped closer and groaned as he touched her ass. His skin was warm like the desert. Ever since having George, she was always somehow cold. She longed to be warm like she was but that was usually attained by laying in the sun or having a lover in her bed. She grinned and continued to stroke him. She was unaware that he was keeping something from her. If she knew, however, she would assure him he would probably tell her in his own time.

She smiled and then continued to stroke his cock milking him. Looking up at him, she took his face in one hand and kissed him deeply shutting her eyes and letting her tongue slide forward into his mouth and rubbed her tongue against his and rocked her hips forward.
 
As their kiss grew deeper and more passionate. Wolf's hands gripped Jamie's ass cheeks with some power. His hands were strong, firm and rough. Wolf worked hard with his hands everyday. He didn't know what soft work was. Wolf had seen some while people who he knew couldn't work as the Indian did. They were looked on as being soft. Wolf moaned into the kiss. His tongue found Jamie's and a dance started between them. There was no music, but the dance was still sweet. This was Wolf's dream come true. Jamie was the woman in his head. She had come to him and they were on the cusp of forming a relationship. Great magic was found in dreams. Wolf knew his father wouldn't be pleased, but he he told his father about the dreams, he would understand. There would be a fear within the Apache of what Thomas would do once he returned. They didn't know about the open marriage which the couple happily lived in.
 
Jaime gasped as he gripped her ass tighter and stronger. Rolling her eyes up still in the kiss, she groaned and delved her tongue along his tongue and sighed softly. She groaned adn panted and broke the kiss and rolled her eyes up. "Cum...cum so I know you are committed." She growled to him. She rocked her hips forward against him and then back against his hard, firm, and unyielding hands. She looked up at him and grinned stroking him harder and faster.
 
Jamie didn't have to ask Wolf to cum. It wasn't like he was stopping himself, or holding back. He would cum and soon enough. The young man had his eyes closed. He enjoyed the feeling of Jamie's naked body pressed against his. The real thing was certainly better then any dream. Wolf began to grunt like the bulls do when fucking a cow. His thick cream started to shot from his hard cock. The young brave had plenty of cum. It covered Jamie's fist and even shot on to her belly. Wolf had tossed his head backwards as his grunts became louder. Many white would call Wolf a savage. The sounds he made wouldn't change their minds. His grunts were the type one would expect from someone who wasn't civilized. Once Wolf's balls had emptied all over Jamie's hand and body, he looked at her. " Have I shown how committed I am? " Wolf asked as he looked into Jamie's eyes. Her eyes seemed almost hypnotic. It was then that Wolf felt that Jamie had the great spirit inside of her. That she had come to teach him many new things. Just what those new things were, Wolf didn't know. Only time and Jamie would reveal the truth.
 
She smiled listening to the grunts and moans. The sounds that her brother made when he first fucked her. She watched him and kissed his face and down his neck and shoulders. Blessing him with kisses. She growled her pleasure as he shot his hot large load. She was raising her hand to her lips when he asked her the question. Jamie licked her fingers right in front of him and grinned.

"Yes, my wolf." She licked her fingers and sucked her fingers off and licked her hand and then offered him some.

"Do you want some?" She held her hand out to his lips and grinned. His eyes were beautiful, he was beautiful. She loved his skin color, loved the things he himself had to teach her. She then moved to a tree by the lake and leaned her back against him and stretched her arms above her head.

"Come to me wolf." She stretched out and looked at him and smiled wider.
 
Wolf declined Jamie's offer for him to taste his cum. It seemed odd too Wolf that she was ask such a thing. Wolf found most white to be odd. Few understood the link between the land and the people who lived on it. Only the whites bought and sold what they didn't truly own. Then there were the whites who became crazy around the yellow rock. They called it gold and it made them act beyond reason. Yes, Wolf found many whites to be odd. He followed Jamie over to the tree and sat down beside her. Wolf said how his father told that Jamie was forbidden. He said this was because she was General Harper's wife. Wolf admitted that he never told his father of the dream. He needed to before his father found out Wolf spent time with Jamie alone. Many whites didn't like, or want Indian males around white women. This thinking had started during the time of slavery and extended out west to the Indian Tribes. An Indian male could be hung by whites for being with a white woman. It didn't matter whether the woman wanted it, or not. People saw it as they knew better then those who perhaps followed their hearts. Wolf knew that there were man around the area who wouldn't think twice about stringing him up from a tree. Wolf remarked at how beautiful Jamie was and how proud the General must be to have her as his woman. Jamie had a fine looking body. It was easy too see that she could have many babies. Wolf didn't hide the fact that he looked Jamie over. He took a long look at her hairless pussy. This was something Wolf had never seem before. All the Indian females had a fine thick bush growing between their legs. This was something Jamie needed to explain. She had a great many things to tell Wolf about.
 
When Wolf joined her, she was finishing licking off her hand adn raised an eyebrow. She chuckled adn took his hand and then began to stroke herself with him. Rolling her eyes, she moaned softly. "General Harper and I enjoy a relationship that your family enjoys. We have one true mate, but we share our love with others." She smiled adn then looked at him and grinned. She spread her legs and showed him her clit and rolled her eyes moaning louder explaining things to him in between. When he spoke about him being in danger she stopped and looked at him.

"Wolf, if you wish to stop, if you don't want the danger, I will understand, but if you are not afraid, I am not either. And Thomas will not be angry." She promised. "And Thomas has a big sway here, he is in charge, even when he is not here." She whispered softly adn grinned softly. She kissed Wolf when he said how beautiful she was and laughed softly. "Yes, he has told me several times how proud he is." She sighed and then laughed as he stared at her pussy.

"Do you like it? I shave it. I use a straight razor." She took his other hand and stroked her smooth skin. "I keep it like this to make it easy to clean." She pulled him over so he was straddling her and she arched her hips rocking her hips forward. "Take off your loincloth if you want to feel what it is like to be one with me, my wolf."
 
From the things that Jamie said, Wolf understood that she and General Harper were truly friends of his people. He wasn't sure how, but it seemed Jamie understood his people and their ways. Jamie was an odd white woman, but in a good way. Many whites didn't care enough for the Indian to understand them, or learn their ways. Wolf insisted that he was not afraid of anything. No danger was to great. No white man, or Indian could make Wolf cower in fear like a frightened child. He was Wolf, Apache Indian and scout. Wolf would take Jamie as his lover. He removed the cloth from around his waist. His cock was free for Jamie to view in all it's glory. The young brave was only 19, but he was certainly every inch a man. Wolf's cock became hard quickly. He then jammed into Jamie's pussy and began fucking like a savage would. Wolf feasted on her milk giving nipples. He moaned while enjoying the sweet goodness coming from her tits. Wolf fucked Jamie hard and fast. He ravaged her body, taking it for his own. Some time had passed before Wolf finally came inside Jamie. Once again, the young Indian stud emptied his balls. A great amount of cum flowed deep into Jamie's body. During this time, Wolf howled just as his namesake would have in the forest. He finished and rolled over to lay beside Jamie on the soft grass. Wolf wore a huge smile on his face. Sex with Jamie, his new lover was truly amazing.
 
She smiled as she got a full view of Wolf. She stroked his cock and smiled. Then without warning he drove into her like a beast. Gasping, she grinned and wrapped her legs around wolf as he began to fuck her like an animal. She began to groan and grunt as he fucked her hard and deep. After a while, he leaned down to sample her milk. Reaching up, she took hold of his head and cradled him while she moaned and grunted. She sent up a prayer of tanks for wolf. Because although she loved Maria deeply and completely, she did not have a dick.

Then he came deep inside her. She would have to make her tea later for birth control because his load was so great. Hearing him howl she leaned her head back and joined him with abandon as her days of neglect gushed like a fountain up his body and reached his navel. Leaning back she panted hard as he withdrew and laid to the side. Rolling over she snuggled in kissing his cheek.

"That was a good start." She teased and looked at him. "Will you teach me the tongue of your ancestors? She rolled on top of him feeling his warmth radiate through her.
 
Wolf said he would teach Jamie the ways of his people. Just as she would teach him those things which were promised in Wolf's dreams. It was then that Wolf said Jamie needed to meet his father. She needed to become Apache. Wolf slapped Jamie on the ass while saying they should go. He stood up, put in his cloth and gathered Jamie's clothes. Wolf gave them too her then went to get their horses. He returned quickly. " My father must know of my dreams.....He must hear what you have to say and hear what's in your heart......Then he will give his blessing for you to learn the Apache way and for us to become lovers. " Wolf knew that his father wouldn't approve of being with Jamie unless she herself spoke. She needed to explain her part of the dream. Wolf then climbed onto his horse and waited for Jamie to join him.
 
She smiled and giggled as she rocked her hips forward as he slapped her ass. She then stood up and got into her clothes as they were handed to her. When he explained what was going on, she smiled and put on her cowboy hat and got on her own horse and rode with him. She hoped her Thomas was having such success with his Indian affairs.

Jamie rode with wolf wondering what she was going to explain? Probably about the open relationship she and Thomas shared, how she wanted to learn more of the natives ways to live more harmoniously with them and maybe become more of an ambassador. She would exchange this in teaching wolf how to become a master in the art of sex. But he was a willing student, that much was to be said. She grinned and rode beside him.
 
Wolf's village was outside the fort in between it and the river. The Apache who lived here did so under the protection of the Government. The towns around the fort didn't welcome the Apache. Most of the store owners wouldn't sell goods to any Indians for any price. There was however a trading post not far from the village. This trading post was run by a man named Martin Barkley. He had earned the Apache's trust years ago. Barkley had married an Apache woman and had a child with her. His family however died from smallpox. Barkley remained in the area helping the Apache. He could get the items they needed and couldn't get from the local shores. Wolf rode past the trading post nodding his head to Mr. Barkley who was sweeping off the steps to his place. He waved at Wolf & Jamie. Barkley didn't give it any thought at seeing Jamie with the young Apache. He was heading back inside his store when he stopped. Barkley looked back at the couple as they rode towards the village. He just scratched his head before walking inside.

Wolf's father, Grey Eagle sat near a fire not far from his teepee. He looked up as his son came into view. His eyes then caught sight of who was with brave son. Wolf jumped down from his horse he walked up and greeted his father. Grey Eagle bid his son welcome and asked Wolf why the wife of General Harper was riding with him? Wolf told his father, they needed to talk. He then waved for Jamie to come and sit by the fire. Grey Eagle wore a slight cowl as his son sat down. He slowly sat down while watching Jamie. Wolf began to speak, he told his father about the dreams. These dreams always featured a white spirit who looked like Jamie. Wolf told his father that this spirit said she had things to teach him. Grey Eagle sat silent as death while Wolf told of his dreams and how they linked to Jamie. He knew that dreams were powerful magic and not to be taken lightly. The Great Spirit spoke to the Indians through visions and dreams. To defy one was to defy the Great Spirit. It was now time for Jamie to speak her peace. Grey Eagle looked at her and asked if she had anything to say on this matter.
 
Jamie rode side by side with Wolf. She was a great rider. She rode the way that men rode, occasionally grinding her hips forward against teh saddle of her horse. She saw the store owner and raised her hand to the hat and nodded her head in greeting. She looked around the village. Although she had seen the natives, she had never seen a village. Her breath was instantly taken away. The teepee were all decorated differently, the women walked around practically naked, and it was a place of peace. It radiated off of them like smell radiates off of a perfect piece of meat cooking. Sliding off her horse, she watched Wolf and his father. She remained a distance away being respectful.

Stepping forward, she smiled and held out her hand. "My name is Jamie Harper. I am Thomas' true mate." She smiled introducing herself. She sat down by the fire and took off her cowboy hat to show respect and set it to the side. She listened as Wolf spoke. She nodded every once and a while but kept her silence. She then looked at Grey Eagle and smiled.

"Sir, I long to learn the great ways of your people. Religion, myth, language, everything. I have wanted to learn of your ways ever since coming here. Wolf speaks true. I do have some things to teach him if he wants to learn. I am a master of pleasure and sex. Thomas and I share different lovers and we know the other remains true in their heart and mind." She swallowed and bit her lip. "But I feel if we exchange knowledge, I can be an ambassador to your people just as Thomas is." She watched him.
 
Grey Eagle knew his son spoke from the heart. His dreams were powerful and vivid. Grey Eagle then listened as Jamie spoke. Her words carried truth as well as fire. Any white woman taking an Indian as a lover was risking great danger to her and her lover. Grey Eagle knew that many whites hated his people. Jamie taking Wolf as a lover would open up and her family up to ridicule. She could end up being shunned by her own people. " You understand what could happen by taking Wolf as a lover?......You understand that many whites would rather see Wolf hang for touching you?........You understand the dangers involved with what you want? " Grey Eagle asked while he watched Jamie. He was looking for signs that she wasn't being true to her words. His questions were asked too see if there would be any change in her face, or movement of her body. If Jamie understood what could happen, Grey Eagle had a test for her.
 
"Anyone who would see any native hang for crimes such as loving will answer to me. Because while I do not have an army under my control, I have my wits and whiles. I love completely. I understand what could happen to me and my family, but I walk that thin line already by being so open with my body and my choices." She looked him in the eye and frowned. "And I have had lovers who have hanged because of me. This was regretable, but I have avenged their death." She whispered and swallowed. She watched him carefully.
 
Grey Eagle could feel the pride, love and hurt in Jamie's voice. Her soul reached out and spoke loudly for all too hear. Grey Eagle told Jamie he could feel the pain she carried for those lost. He spoke of having the same pain within him. Grey Eagle had lost loved ones over the years. Some were lost to other Indian tribes and some to the white man. Grey Eagle carried their loss like a scar, deep inside his soul. He then gave his permission for Wolf to become Jamie's lover. Grey Eagle also said Jamie would be taught the ways of the Apache. She would learn all there was to learn about them as a people. Grey Eagle was confused about one thing. He never heard of anyone who was a master of pleasure and sex. Grey Eagle didn't know a woman could be called a master. It seemed like a word used for men and not women. Grey Eagle asked how Jamie came by this knowledge? It didn't seem like something someone could learn from a school, or books.
 
She nodded as Grey Eagle told her of his own lost. She reached out and took his hand and held it and frowned. "But our dead are never truly far from us, are they? I still feel the presence of Malachi at odd times." She then looked at him to Wolf and kissed Grey Eagles cheek and nodded. "Thank you."

When Grey Eagle asked how she came to be a master, she laughed and smiled as he continued to ask her questions.

"I have had many great teachers. Both living and dead. By that I mean, I have had tutors and book knowledge. And I am a proclaimed master. I have been told by all my latest lovers that I am a master. I am sure that Wolf would not object to that title." She smiled and looked at him raising her eyebrows.
 
Grey Eagle was ready to tell Jamie of the test for her. It would show that she hid no secret fears, but before he could speak another word, two riders came into the village. They were Apaches, but not friendly to white people. One jumped from his horse and began walking towards where Wolf & Grey Eagle sat. He stopped half way after seeing the white woman with them. He began walking again, but he wore a look of disgust on his face. This man was called Red Knife. He wore scalps on his belt from both Indians and whites. " I came to visit my friend and I find a white whore sitting at the chief's fire? " Red Knife snarled out while he looked down on Wolf. This made Wolf get to he feet quickly. He glared at the man he called friend. They had been friends for many years. Red Knife however couldn't live with the whites. These were his people, but they made peace and lived along side the white man. This was something that Red Knife could never do. He wanted to kill everyone white person who lived on these lands. In his heart, he had nothing but hate for Jamie and her people. Wolf told Red Knife to never speak of Jamie the way he did. Red Knife just laughed and called Wolf a white woman's squaw. Wolf's eyes burned with anger. Red Knife looked at Jamie. He moved towards her looking her up and down. Red Knife imagined what her hair would look like hanging from his horse.

The moment seemed to last forever. Red Knife then spit in Jamie's face before saying she didn't belong here. Wolf jumped to Jamie's defense. He clubbed Red Knife hard acrossed the chin. This sent him crashing to the ground. As Red Knife pulled a knife from his belt, Grey Eagle stood up and yelled ENOUGH! Grey Eagle walked over to Red Knife. " You have brought shame to our people!........You have disrespected a guest at my fire!.......You only come when you need food!......You no longer have a place with us!.......Go!.....Now!......Or I'll surely kill you myself! " Grey Eagle stood tall while he spoke. He was chief and his word was law. Red Knife wiped some blood away from his lip. He glared at Grey Eagle for a moment. Red Knife then looked at Wolf flashing him the same dirty glare. This was far from over. Red Knife left and returned to his horse. He whispered to his friend that there would be war. He would make sure the white man killed everyone in the village. His friend questioned as to how this would happen? Red Knife said he would kill General Harper himself. He added that once the white man saw this. There would be war and everyone who followed Grey Eagle would die. Red Knife then said they would kill everyone white person who lived on Apache land. They would take back what once was theirs. The two men left the village as quickly as they rode in.

Grey Eagle apologized for what Red Knife had done. He said the young man was a fool who lived in the past. " He's blind to what the future holds.....He can not see where our path leads us now.......He can only see death with his hate filled eyes. " Grey Eagle bowed his head as he spoke. Wolf watched as Red Knife rode off. There would be a day when Red Knife paid for his disrespect.
 
She looked up seeing more Apache's come to the camp. She was not afraid, but then she saw the hate in teh young man's eyes. When she was called a whore, she shrugged. After all, he wasn't that far off. She was one. But there was nothing being that. She stood up and looked at the men. She realized that it was not a chance that she had taken on them, but they had taken a chance on her. Raising her eyebrow, she watched the man. He was so angry. Something happened in his history. Stepping forward, she opened her mouth to talk to Red Knife but jerked as she was spit upon. Raising her hand, she wiped hte spit from her face and looked at Red Knife. Something dark uncoiled within her eyes. She was about to open her mouth again, but she was stopped by Grey Eagle. Stepping back she took her hat and put it on. She would have to watch herself, train herself in weapons, that man meant business, and she was nobody's damsel.

When she sat with Grey Eagle again, she took off her hat again and rubbed her face and looked at him and frowned. "What happened? What happened to that man that he would hate my people so deeply and completely?" She asked softly and canted her head.
 
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