Indian Village Attack




The two Sioux women emerged from the trees and walked towards the village,
each carrying a young male deer across their broad shoulders which they had
killed earlier in the day.

The women had been left in charge of the village while the male braves were at
a peace treaty called by the great white chief in the east and it was now only
inhabited by women and children.

The women had warned their men of the dangers of dealing with the treacherous
whites and urged them to attack the fort before it was too late. The women
would join in these attacks and could fight equally as well as the male
braves. But on this occasion the men demanded the women stay in the camp and
look after the children and elderly

Grey Dove, the older of the two women had two daughters, aged 14 and 17. They
were in the village making arrows.

Red Feather was a little younger and had no children.

The Sioux women were skillful hunters and very capable with the arrow and
tomahawk. They had to defend their village many times from Pawnee raiding
parties when their men were away fighting white men. Both women were
experienced fighters and had scalped the heads of many Pawnee army scouts and
taken many cocks from between the Pawnees legs as trophy's.

The men would be away for several days because the white fort was at least two
days ride. In the men's absence most of women chose to shed their long skirts
and buckskin shirt and wear only breechclouts around their loins. This gave
them less restrictions when hunting and scouting the woods in the woods around
the camp for any Pawnee war parties that might try to attack. Grey Dove's long
narrow breechclout was made from a white soldiers breeches, she wore nothing
else except her moccasins. The narrow blue cloth garment hung from her belt
between her powerful legs, barely covering her rock hard buttocks and flat
belly. The young white soldier met his end at the hands of Grey Dove when he
and three Pawnees tried to kidnap some young Sioux girls near the village a
month earlier.

Grey Dove and Red Feather's bodies were kept strong and hard from the
continuous labors of provided food and shelter for their families. They also
practiced whenever they could with the other women in wrestling and knife and
tomahawk throwing, The use of the bow and tomahawk was second nature from
almost the day they could walk.

As the women continued their walk towards the village, they began to feel
vibrations in the ground. They lay their deer down and Grey Dove put her ear
to the ground.

'Many horses, heavy horses, not Sioux ponies - many white men coming She
exclaimed.

Both women left their deer and started running towards the village, shouting
to the other women, most of whom were already alerted.

They quickly un-shouldered their bows and each knotched an arrow into the
bowstring in readiness for the attack.

The women in the village ran to their teepees for their weapons, bows,
tomahawks. They already carried their hunting knives on their belts. They
gathered up the children and told them to run to the river.

A line of blue clad solders appeared through the trees in the distance and
puffs of smoke appeared as they began to fire into the village. The Captain
commanded 100 soldier in the attack to wipe out the village. The Sioux women
were outnumbered 3 to 1. The plan was for the soldiers attack to be over in a
few minutes.

This was the first mistake by the Captain of the soldiers, who was
inexperienced in fighting Indians. He should have approached the village
upwind and at a slow trot. The vibrations of the charge of heavy horses from a
long way had alerted the Indian women, who could now prepare for the attack.

Grey Dove reached the village as the soldiers crossed the tree line and into
the open meadow surrounding the village. Grey Dove, Red Feather and other
Sioux women readied their weapons and hid behind the tepee's and trees out of
sight of the soldiers.

Before taking cover behind the teepee Grey Dove had seen several Pawnees
scouts riding with the soldiers, including Fucking Dog, who she had sworn to
kill after he had raped and killer her sister, a year earlier. A savage rage
now built up in her heart and she swore to take Fucking Dog and as many
soldiers as she could with her to the happy hunting ground.

The Sioux arrows found their mark and several soldiers toppled from their
horses but the soldier bullets missed the indian women by a wide mark.

As some of the wounded soldiers tried to stagger up and remount their horses,
more arrows speed from the undergrowth in another part of the village and took
the men down.

Some of the younger Sioux women emerged from their hiding places and finished
off the wounded soldiers with tomahawks and knives.

The soldiers became confused about where the women were hiding as four Sioux
women dropped from some trees onto about six soldiers who rode underneath. The
women, naked except for their brief breach clouts, savagely tomahawked and
slit the throats of the young inexperienced soldiers. The Sioux women now took
charge of the soldier horses and charged another group of men firing at them
with the captured army carbines. Although two of the women were shot from
their mounts, the others managed to close on a group of cavalry and kill four
men with the carbines and then leaping on two other and taking them off their
horses. The white stood no chance against these skillful female warriors. The
men had their throats cut quickly and then the women disappeared into the
scrub.

Closer to the river, Grey Dove and Red Feather were trying to fight off more
soldiers who had learnt not to try and take the women in close combat, as the
many blue coated bodies surrounding the warrior women has proven.

Both women were now badly wounded but still had much fight in them. They had
no choice but to throw all the children into the river and hope they would
survive while a last stand was made to hold of the white men.

Slowly weight of numbers and with some reinforcements the white soldiers
gained the upper hand, although many were now badly wounded. The Sioux women
were now scattered over a wide area, but still very dangerous as unwary
soldiers would discover as they found comrades with their throats slit and
cocks scalped .

The soldiers closed in on Grey Dove as Red Feather finally fell to a bullet.
She kissed the girls and threw them into the rushing water.

The strong warrior she was, Grey Dove ran to draw the soldiers away from the
river and many men moved to chase her, with some men firing into the water in
the direction of her children.

With bullets whistling past her Grey Dove used the last of the strength in her
powerful legs to draw most of the soldiers with her. As a young officer began
to overhaul her, the firing dropped off.

The young soldier moved up behind this magnificent warrior as they both ran at
full pace and gazed up on the power of her physique and animal strength. She
had killed many of his men single handed, but he respected her desire to
protect the village and her children. He wanted to kill her and he also wanted
to fuck this beautiful savage. He was confused in his desires.

She looked back at her pursuer, the enemy who wanted to kill her children.
Should she try and out run this white man or confront him and kill him.

Her legs were tiring, she drew the scalping knife from her belt and slowed to
draw the soldier closer to her. Then she suddenly turned, faced him and ran
back toward him.

He drew his own knife.

To be continued.