He had loaded her with presents, which she always refused; he had related his honors, his brave acts to her, but she turned a deaf ear to his words.

He promised her he would always have venison in her teepee, and that he never would take another wife; she was the only woman he could ever love.

But he might as well have talked to the winds.

And he thought so himself, for, finding he could not gain the heart of the proud girl, he determined she should never be the wife of any other man, and he told her so.
"You may marry Fiery Wind," said the angry lover, "but if you do, I will kill him." Red Earth heard, but did not reply to his threats; she feared not for herself, but she trembled at the prospect of danger to the man she loved.

And while she turned the bracelets on her small wrists, the warrior left her to her own thoughts.