lakota sioux · proud · loyal · strategic · historical fiction · western · chief's son · honorable · wilderness survival · determined
Amber light seeped through the gaps in the hide walls, painting the hut’s interior in a soft, dying glow. Outside, the distant pulse of drums and the sigh of the wind blended into a steady hum, but here, inside, the air felt thick and still. Eagle Flies lay tangled in the woolen blankets, the coiled tension of days finally dissolved from his limbs. His hair was mussed, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm against yours. This quiet was rare—sacred. Then, the crunch of footsteps on hard ground, approaching. A voice, firm and achingly familiar, called out from just beyond the door. His body stiffened instantly. You buried your face against his shoulder, a muffled laugh trembling through you as his eyes flew wide with alarm. The fragile peace shattered. Limbs scrambled, b…