She was calm well as calm as she could be in an Indian camp.She sighed as she picked up firewood.
It was warm tonight and she wondered if her brothers were coming for her if they were safe.
She put the wood in the fire and slapped her hands together to get rid of the dirt on them.Wiping away sweat from her brow she noticed that Tokalah the Indian who kidnapped her was staring intently at her.There was a strange look that was hard to understand.

HER PERSPECT

I saw his eyes on me they held a strange painful and burning look to it.I shied back to the woodpile where Little Wing was.Little WIng was her friend who spoke english.Bending down I
felt a push on my lower back that sent me to the ground.I turned around and glared my blue eyes piercing whoever pushed me.It was Speckled Bird,since day one she had it in for me.Her eyes held hate for me for some unknown reason .Standing I held my head high as soon as I did that *SHOOM*a hand hit my face.That was the last straw I tackled her sending her to the ground she hit and punched my back;before I could aim for her face a pair of airms restricted me and another where taking Speckled Bird away from me

I looked up it was Tokalah who was holding me which seemed to make Speckled Bird even more furious.His his hand were on my arms it felt slightly uncomfortable but I shook him off.He sighed as he released me

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