Cowgirls and Indians [CHAPTER 2]

The savagery of Eastheathe was much more than Bearpaw had anticipated for an America town. It hadn’t even compared to the rather tame lifestyles of the tribe. The serenity he was once accustomed to waking too, had been abruptly replaced by the activities of the local peoples of the town. Bounties being brought into the sheriffs cells so early in the morning that the moon had barely passed; trading caravans dragging various stock and materials through the town centre, and trains rattling into the station a distance away, quaking the earth as they came to a halt.

But all this paled in comparison to this specific December morning in Madam Tabby’s.

A recent mining campaign had brought a huge influx of working men and bureaucrats looking to make a profit. This meant that besides Cranky Dans Games house & Casino, Madam Tabby’s was the only other place for the new visitors to find any entertainment. While this meant more money for Madam Tabby, and so more money for Bearpaw, it also meant more trouble. In the days leading up to this dreaded morning, the words “Gold Tooth” was shouted out of windows and down corridors so frequently, you’d think it was a dentist and not a brothel.

Cowgirls and Indians [MFF] [fiction]

Bruised and aching from the kilometres travelled on horseback, Bearpaw reached the town at last. After years of internal conflict, his village cheiftain cast him out of the tribe. Not for nothing, but for years of consorting with his daughter in mountain caves and dense forests. After finally desecrating a holy site with foul acts, he was sent away, with nowhere left to go but the American towns.

Already established for years now, the towns forming in the state Oregon were becoming more and more developed with the rush of wealth promised by gold iron mining. And so rich were the inhabitants of these collectives of hostels, bars and brothels.

Bearpaw saw promise in these towns, in particular Eastheathe. A new town which was far away from the lands travelled by his tribe. He had abandoned the teachings of his peoples, in hope to achieve glory and gold that the new Americans flaunted.

Most of all he wanted to be unbound.

He sought freedom to indulge in his greed. In his hunger for overindulgence.