He kept riding well into the night without stopping. When he realised it was dark, he felt guilty for not slowing down his pace. He pulled Katy up to a slow pace & tried to figure out where he was. Then he heard the ceremonial drums of Indians.
"Oh boy, Katy. What have I gotten us into?" He whispered into his horse's ear. He was replied by a nod of the head by his horse, as if to agree that he had gotten them into some sort of trouble.
He decided to sneak up & take a look at what the tribe were celebrating, & try to figure out if they were a friendly tribe. He didn't know where he was, so he couldn't figure out what tribe this was. There were a variety of Indian tribes around the plains, so unless he knew where he was, he couldn't tell what tribe he was about to encounter.
He snuck up behind some shrubs & took a peak. What he saw was a beautiful image that blew his mind. She was gorgeous.
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