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

My head thudded in my ribcage as I rolled up my blankets. Would Lance heed my counsel? Would this contentious meeting be the last time I would see him?


“I do not like this,” Crow said. “There was something different about him. He’s got a hunted look.”


“He’s worn out his welcome most places. Even at the Hunkpapa fires, most likely. I have to leave. Dull Lance knows James is at the farm alone.”


“No, you’re needed here. You saddle Patch while I go talk to Cuthan.”


“What about the watcher Dull Lance told us about?”


We decided he would be on the hill behind the house. When the moon hid her face behind a cloud, we left the cabin one at a time. Crow crossed Strobaw’s Crick to go around the east hill.


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