You were the daughter of an English traveler. You had to accompany your father to a newly found land in the West.

In a few days of being there, you felt enclosed and decided to take some fresh air outside while your father labeled some new types of plants.

As you look around, you see a Native American man around your age staring at you mesmerizingly on his horse. His muscles glistened a bit as he shifted a bit, and his long hair waved in the breeze. Of course, he’s never seen someone so different and so pretty. You looked like an angel of a god to him