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the cloudless, star sprinkled sky, Abby folded her sleeping robe and placed it on the travois that Shadow Spirit had made to transport his wolf on.  She felt a little uneasy about this being their last night alone. Soon she would be swept into the world of an Indian village. She didn’t know what to expect, but with all her heart she hoped she was allowed to stay with Shadow Spirit, for the simple reason that he didn’t seem like a stranger to her anymore. At least that was what she told herself.
    Abby returned to the cave to make sure she gotten the rest of their supplies. She heard the horse walking around outside, she started to run from the cave, thinking he was leaving without her and ran right into strong arms.
    “Why do you move with such speed,” Shadow Spirit asked.  He held her within the circle of his arms. Abby could feel the strength of his hard body.  She had a strange ache in the region of her heart. She couldn’t find the energy to pull out of his arms. She looked up into his beautiful green eyes, he smiled, and her legs turned to jelly.
    “I… I was afraid you were leaving without me,” she whispered.
    “I would not do that Abby. I will protect you and keep you safe if it is within my power,” he said. He knew it was true for he was feeling a great need to just hold her and have the world know that she would be his. His lips slowly descended to her waiting mouth.
    Abby felt like a bolt of lightning had jolted her body. She tried to remain passive, but her arms came up and wrapped around his neck of their own accord.  She was kissing him with more passion than she knew she possessed. He broke the kiss, leaving Abby breathless.
    “We will leave now,” he smiled. He helped her on to the horse, and vaulted on behind her. He held her a little more tightly than the last time they had been on a horse.
    They rode through the night in silence, each with their own thoughts. Shadow Spirit knew that his way of life would be trying for Abby. The life of a Cheyenne woman was not easy, but the rewards of her work were plentiful. He hoped she would let herself become one of his people. If she could not adjust to their lifestyle, her time with the Cheyenne would be difficult at best.
    Abby thought about Shadow Spirit as she let her body rest back against him. He was a magnificent specimen of manhood. The muscles bulged on his arms and legs and he was tall and powerful. Knowing he would be close when they reached his village gave her a sense of safety. She tried to forget the kiss they shared, to put it in the back of her mind, but that was not an easy task.
    Shadow Spirit and Abby had ridden hard all night. The sun was just beginning to rise over the eastern horizon, as they came to the top of the mountain and Abby looked down into the valley where she got her first look at a real Indian village. There nestled between two tree-covered mountains were perhaps a hundred teepees. The mountains were covered with the colors of early fall, bright orange, brilliant yellow, all variations of red, sprinkled in amongst the still green leaves of the giant trees.
    As they rode down the hill toward the village, she could see woman out in front of their tepees cooking the first meal of the day, and dogs running around hoping for a treat. Children and men were just beginning to drift out into the morning light. Abby began to wonder what kind of reception she would get. “Will they attack me when we ride in?” 
    “You are with the son of their Chief, no one will harm you,” he answered.
    “What will happen to me Shadow Spirit? Will I have to be someone’s captive?”
    “That will be for council to decide. I will ask for you for myself, if that is what you want.”
    “I don’t want to be anyone’s captive, not even yours,” she exclaimed.
    “You do not have a say in the matter.”
    “I helped you save your wolf and this is the thanks I get?” Tears welled up in her eyes as she glared at