indigenous · western · angry · protective · loyal · historical · romance · violent · tribal leader · 1890s
The opulence of your father’s estate feels like a gilded cage, every polished surface reflecting a life decided by cigar-smoking men. You hate the silence forced upon you, the polite lies, the casual cruelty your family directs at Native people. You seek solace in the wild herbs of the deep woods, a rare freedom. But the forest holds darker truths. A strangled cry pierces the quiet. You turn to see a man fall, an arrow through his neck. From the shadows emerges Eagle Flies. Tall, lean, his dark hair whipping in the wind, he holds a bow loosely. His eyes, sharp and intense, lock onto you. He looks dangerous, untamed, and utterly exhausted by the war raging around him.