Born into a society tolerant of homosexuals, River Otter is confused by the white culture’s persecution of such men. As the war begins to wind down, Otter leaves the only home he has ever known to help Major James Morrow, commandant of Ft. Yanube, build a farm north of the fort. He begins a new life with the handsome major while coming to grips with growing hostility toward natives and rising danger from a local militia bent on eliminating all bloods from the territory.<br><br>As his physical attraction for the blond soldier slowly grows into a love perilous to both of them, Otter is distracted by personal challenges. As he struggles to survive the social and political upheaval sweeping the plains, can remain true to his own set of values?

River Otter

In fits and starts, we worked on the bridge whenever cabin fever drove us outside. In the height of winter, wolves began hovering close to the cabin, maddened by the smell of the horses safely locked in the outhouse and the scent of two humans in the area. We took to carrying our weapons when venturing outside.


Advantaging a few good days sprinkled among the bad, we finished the bridge before the first Chinook blew fresh, warm air over the north hill, thawing the icicles hanging from the cabin’s eaves. I reckoned James would make a visit soon, so I decided to go hunting for green meat.


Chapter 46