The Ingin And The Tramp (creamylips & I)

[DarkRiffs]

He tugged the reins on his horse hard, bringing the beast to a halt.His eyes scanned the bushes and the many heads that popped out of them, and he muttered himself a curse."Shit" he grunted as the Indians surrounded him, bows drawn and arrows drawn taught.Raising his hands he slid off the saddle, letting the Ingin strip him off his revolvers.His cold jade eyes gazed into the Indian man's briefly before he was prodded along the dirt path, his horse taken off by another group.

He counted his blessings the savages hadn't shot him dead mid-ride, though he was cursing at the thought they might likely scalp him alive instead.He grumbled as the sharp arrow prodded his back, ushering him on faster.It was a good twenty minute walk before they came to the cluster of tee-pee's, native women and children all making berth for the captured white man."Great" he groaned as he saw the chief step from the tent.He knew the drill, first they'd ask him why he was on their land, and then probably savage him up.

 

[creamylips]

"Mm, yummy." said the native girl, chewing one of the berries she had just picked from the bush.
Her friend laughed. "You're supposed to be collecting them, not eating them.
"There's plenty to go around," the first girl argued. Their delightful conversation was then interrupted by a man of their tribe, letting the women that had been collecting food know that a white man had been caught and they needed to get back to the village. The group hurried back to the village, starting on what they needed to do to prepare for the man.

The native girl waited in the tent with her father until the man arrived. When he did, her father stepped out of the tent, and she followed, her eyes falling onto the man of the hour.

 

[DarkRiffs]

"Mornin' chief" he said with a grumble as the chief emerged from his tent."Didn't be meaning to tress pass on your land, just passin' through" he stated calmly.His eyes darted to the young native girl and back to the chief.Shit, how am I gonna get outta this...I ain't got nothing to give the damn redskin.His thoughts wandered for a bit before he sighed aloud.I suppose I don't need the damn thing anymore anyway."Chief I bare a Gift for you if you'd be as kind enough to take it" he stated.

 

[creamylips]

She looked him up and down, knowing that he was probably going to die. She'd seen enough of his kind around here to know what kind of people they were. But the mention of a gift intrigued her. She looked at her father's face, knowing he would never decline a gift; it was unheard of. She looked back at the pale man, watching him as her father told him to present the gift to him. She watched curiously, wondering what kind of gift he could possibly have to offer.

 

[DarkRiffs]

He rummaged around the inside pockets of his long duster before he pulled from it a thick ring, shining and gold.It was the wedding band the woman he had loved had given to him.It meant nothing to him now though, the terms of their split weren't exactly favourable, and he wasn't one to give up a life over a petty ring."It's not twenty four karat, but it's close to it" he stated, extending his and and offering the valuable trinket.