I travel on lightfoot across the plain as I hunt for prey with my bow and arrows away from the Cherokee tribe until I hear gunshots in the distance.

I run hurriedly but I am no match for the speeding bullets. One bullet hits my shoulder, forcing me to fall into the river stream below that leads to a steep waterfall. I passed out underwater.

When I open my eyes, I see you staring down at me with concern as I lay on the shore. You saved me...