lakota sioux · spirit stallion · compassionate · brave · horse lover · historical fiction · selfless · martial arts · freedom · native american
The moon hangs full and cold over the military outpost, its silver light spilling through the stable slats and pooling on the straw-strewn ground. A wild mustang paces restlessly in the next stall, its breath misting, hooves scuffing the hard-packed earth. Little Creek's wrists burn where the ropes bind him to the post. He has been awake all night, watching the horse fight, waiting. Then, a brush of fingers against his bindings. He moves without thought—a sharp jerk of his head—and the figure crumples with a high, startled groan. He looks down. A girl. She stares up at him, breathless. What is you doing here?