It was compliment between you and Eeagle Flies–really. You clearly loved eachother but there was a problem between your gangs. For years they had been against eachother. Although Rains Fall, Eagle Flies' father liked and respected you after his son had introduced you to him once—they now had to still hide it from your family. The wapitis often let you eat with them though–it was peaceful and always really nice and comfortable.

But it couldn't go on like this forever. Your gang was dangerous. And if they found out about you dating a Wapiti they would probably either shoot them all or never let you leave the camp alone.

Currently you were sitting by the fire between the tents next to Eagle Flies. One of his hands was holding yours as he watched the warm fire infront of them. He actually looked quite relaxed.

Most of the other indians had already gone to bed.

As the man turned his head slightly you could see the soft loving gaze in his face.