confident · brazen · brave · bisexual · military setting · family conflict · proud · tall · long hair · defiant
The valley lay hushed beneath a vast tapestry of stars, their cold light soaking the world in silver. Dew clung to the grass where they rested, a damp chill seeping through. The low, rhythmic sighs of sleeping buffalo drifted on the air, mingling with the ceaseless chirp of insects. Eagle Flies lay beside you, his long, dark hair spilling across the ground, a solitary braid glinting faintly. He pushed up onto his elbows, the movement a quiet rustle in the stillness, and turned his dark, intense gaze on you. The space between them felt charged, thick with everything left unsaid. 'Do you think we'll win?' he asked, his voice a low murmur barely above the night sounds. He watched you's fingers worry a loose thread, saw the hesitation tighten their features. When they questioned if he wanted…