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Resisting Fate - Part Two of Three

Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Poppet, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

Red Elk, I could tell he was also hesitant about it. Maybe his kind aren't all that different from mine. Frustration started to build in my belly, I was almost glaring at him as I waited for his reply. “You do as I say and you don't complain. You understand? We do not let woman hunt. We take care of our woman." He stared defiantly at me, probably to see if I'd back down but I only returned his gaze, showing I could be just as stubborn. I thought we might actually be about to have our first real fight, but then his smile returned and he looked at me like I was a petulant child. "Are all white woman so crazy? Do you not know how dangerous it is to hunt? I suppose you won't rest until I agree though, and I admit it might be good for you to know.” I could tell the words didn't come easy for him. I wanted to do a dance in excitement but I thought better of it. He'd find me too childish and take back his word. Instead, I cleaned up from breakfast so we could go out as soon as possible. Red Elk kept smiling at me. I knew he knew how excited I was to start. Over the next couple of days Red Elk had all the patience in the world with me. At first, he took one of my dresses and torn it so he could hook it up to make a target. He showed me how to use his bow with that. It took several attempts to even reach my target, but that first time I did, I was so happy I swung myself into his arms and kissed him deeply. It was a bold move, one I wouldn't normally ever dream of doing, but it felt ... so right with him. The bond between us continued to grow, our language skills improving by the day. It was a deep mix of both our languages. I had never felt happier than I did with Red Elk. He made me feel fearless. That was until we finally went out for our first hunt. We had been out for no more than a couple of hours when he was about to take down a buck. The sun was just creeping into the eastern skies. The flourishing of pinks, oranges and blues glistened in the skies. The world was silent, besides the quiet rustling of the buck eating, and our slow, soft breathing as I watched Red Elk take his aim. It was then, as he pulled back the bow did he let out a yelp of pain and fell to the ground, dropping his bow, and gripping his ankle. Quickly, he grabbed the axe he kept with him and chopped the snake's head off with one swift movement. In the blink of an eye, the buck shot off, sprinting further and further away from us. My eyes went from the buck to Red Elk just as he removed his hand from his ankle. I dropped to my knees and looked at the bite. I helped him lean against a tree, so the bite stayed below his heart, Red Elk remained calm and quiet as I rummaged through the bag we brought. “I'm going to suck the venom out. Don't worry, I know how.” I said, without asking, but moving to do it. “No Elsie, my White Dove, it's not safe,” he said, trying to keep me from his ankle, which was slowing swelling. “Red Elk, I've done this before. It happened to my brothers more than ...