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Resisting Fate - Part Two of Three
Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Poppet, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories
with a laugh. Her words tickled me deeply and I laughed from deep in my chest. "Why would it not be, my dove? A sane man would never feel there was a wrong time to have the woman he loves, but that isn't what I have for you today." I pulled the dress up and put it in her hands, showing my creation to her with pride. Elsie's deep blue eyes became wide and a tear formed as she ran her fingers through the thick fur of her dress. "Oh, my lord, Red Elk. You made this yourself? For me?" I watched her as she held it to her body, looking forward to her trying it on. I smiled, knowing she would have the strip off her other clothes, but she gave me a stern look. "Turn around, Red Elk. It wouldn't be proper for you to see me naked in the daylight." "What is this word, 'proper'?" I do not understand its meaning," I asked with a smile. Else smiled back but still waited, unmoving until I turned my back. "You whites are crazy, but I will have to learn to live with that, won't I?" "No more crazy than a lone man attacking four men with guns. Doing things like that will get you killed someday. Still, I was very impressed." I heard the rustling of clothes and I was sorely tempted to turn, but I held my place. If I was to love this woman, I would need to respect her odd ways. "You can turn around now," she finally told me and when I did, I was speechless at her beauty. *** His dark eyes sparkled in the sunlight as he turned to look at me and his jaw dropped with approval. It was almost comical. ... Though we were still learning to understand each other’s languages and making our own, I could read his face clear as day. He approved thoroughly with how I looked in his skins. I felt freer, a new person emerging from the shell of who I once was. I was no longer the timid, shy, and scared girl. With the confidence I've never felt before, I smiled at him, giving him a turn so he could see it in full view. When my eyes met his again, his face lit up, smiling proudly at his efforts in giving me such a beautiful gift. “Thank you, Red Elk. It fits me wonderfully. You sure do have a good eye.” I said, as I praised him. “Now I have another question...” I trailed on, suddenly feeling my shyness creep back up. My cheeks flushing at the thought of asking him my coming question. “You can ask me anything, White Dove,” he replied while chewing on what little breakfast we had. “Well, I noticed our food supply is running thin. I don't know how far we are from where we're going, but I'd like for you to teach me to hunt. I want to help out. I can't leave all the work up to you.” I remember asking my father to take us girls hunting when I lived at home. We did it more for fun of the sport and less to survive on it, but I had always been interested in learning. One can never be too careful, wanting as much knowledge as I could consume. The fear of not knowing something simple and going without seemed foolish to me. My father didn't understand this and wouldn't let us girls go. As I looked at ...