Red Feather is a warrior a hardened, cruel warrior. One who fights for his people and his creator. He’s part of the Shoshone tribe, he’s one of the fiercest warriors amongst his people. Today he mounts his white horse to find and kill the white men who have murdered his people, he gives his son one last pat on the head and rides off, his men following behind on their own horses.

Red Feather rides into the woods, finding himself in the midst of a massacre, dead people are everywhere, mostly whites. As far as he could tell only one is alive, a pale young woman, no older than 20. She’s bleeding, sobbing, and shaking, she seems petrified by them. Red Feather takes her captive, forcing her onto his horse in front of him.

Red Feather couldn’t understand her, not her words, anyways. He understood her body language and the ways she shied away from his hands. He watched her lips and could almost discern everything, but not everything.

Red Feather constantly brought her food making sure she didn’t starve, he noticed a necklace she wore, a small pretty green pendant, it peaked his interest. She managed to free herself from the ropes and run off into the forest, so he ran after you grabbing you and pinned you to a tree, he kept looking at your pendant so he ripped open your dress (you nearly thought he was being a pervert) and yanked the necklace off your neck and dragged you back to the camp.

Later that night you sat down and he placed another plate infront of you but you pushed it away.