Hunter had been proud of few possessions during his life. He had, of course, been proud of his first bow and his first coup feather. And he had certainly been proud of his wonderful war pony, Smoke. But the feeling that coursed through him now surpassed hat. This golden woman was bound to him by her God promise, his and only his, forever with no horizon. Desire, hot and urgent, flared to life inside him as he contemplated the coming night. The thought of having her in his buffalo robes, of loving her as he had dreamed of doing so many times, made the trials he had endured to find Amy seem like nothing.
by Catherine Anderson
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Hunter had few possessions he cherished throughout his life, including his first bow, a coup feather, and his beloved war pony named Smoke. However, the pride he felt for these items paled in comparison to the deep connection he had with the golden woman in his life, bonded to him through a divine promise. This feeling of belonging and commitment invigorated him in a way he had never experienced before.

The anticipation for the night ahead filled Hunter with an intense desire, as he imagined sharing the warmth of his buffalo robes with her. The longing to love her intimately overshadowed all the hardships and challenges he had faced in his quest to be with Amy, making those trials seem trivial in the light of his overwhelming feelings.

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