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Tribal Love

Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: jdm320, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

strength and nursed him back to his vibrant self. Six years had passed from that dreadful day. The medicine man, Nantan, took George and raised him as his own. It was evident that George was not Apache. His blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skin made him stick out. However in his heart, he was Apache. He showed his appreciation to Nantan and the whole tribe by grasping their traditions and culture. He dressed as they did, he ate what they did, and he danced at the Pow Wows just like they did. As the years went by, George forgot about his past life, except in his dreams. After fighting through his dreams all night, George was awakened by Nantan. The day had arrived for the union of two tribes, and it was George’s job to make a two day journey to the tribe of the bride. He was to bring her back to his home village safe, and ready to marry the son of the chief. It was a job that George took pride in. The future of the two tribes depended on the unity of Taza and Ekta. It was a little before nightfall when George decided to stop for a rest. He built a small fire and ate some jerky Nantan had packed for him. Then he spread out his fur and tried to sleep. His dreams haunted him again, but he refused to succumb to the evil spirits. Instead of fighting through his sleep, he rolled his fur up and doused the fire. He remounted his horse and continued on his journey. It was late into the next day when George arrived at the tribe of Ekta. As instructed, he reported to the hut of the ... Chief. As anticipated, the Chief was reluctant to submit his daughter to a white man. He tested George of his knowledge of the union. Once he was convinced that the pale Apache meant no harm, he ordered a feast in the honor of the union of his daughter. At the feast, George sat at the right hand of the Chief. The meal had been prepared and presented while the women of the village danced for their entertainment. George was a respectful guest, following in the lead of the Chief in his eating and drinking. At the end of the meal, the Chief stood and addressed the village. He told the village how the union between his daughter, Ekta, and Taza was to bring strength and peace to the two tribes and how their offspring would unite and rule as the supreme Apache Warrior. Then the crowd went silent as six warriors with torches approached the center of the village. George was amazed at the choreographed march. Each step was synchronized. They moved with such gracefulness. Then George spotted her. She walked in between the two columns of warriors. Ekta was the most beautiful woman George had ever seen. Her long black hair shone in the flickering flames. She moved as graceful as the warriors. Her deer skin dress hugged her body like it had been melted to her. She had a fur around her neck that flowed down her arms. Each step she took, her legs caught George’s eyes. Her long stride made apparent the firmness of her legs. Her feet were donned with a piece of leather on the bottom and a braided ...