loved to hear her Great- Grandfather’s stories. One day she saw
her Great - Grandmother come into the tepee. She saw the spark
that always came into his eyes when he saw her. She saw the
little smile that played on his lips as he watched her and she
wondered. How did their love begin? Why have I never heard the
She tapped(Great) Grandfather on the shoulder and he turned to her.
“Is there something you want Child?” he inquired.
“Yes, Grandfather,” Pankanli said. For so many moons you have
told me stories and I have listened and learned the lessons that you so carefully hid in them. (smile) But there is one story you have
never told me.”
“What is it child? Tell me what story I have missed, and I
will tell you if I can.”
“Grandfather, it is the story of you and Grandmother. I
am older now
and I wish to hear it,” said Pankanli.
Then Grandfather smiled at Pankanli. He told her that this was
a story he had saved for her. He wanted her to hear it when
she was able to understand it's great significance, and
perhaps emulate it in her own life. He had waited patiently
for her to ask and now that she had, he would be very
tell her this special tale of two hearts that beat as one. He
pulled her onto his lap and the Great White Wolf came by his
side and sat so he might also hear this wonderful story. There
was another pair of ears this day,(Great) Grandmother was in
the tepee too. She looked over into the eyes of her beloved
and she smiled.
Many years ago I was a young buck who knew of nothing but
having fun. I went with my friends and sometimes some of the
maidens from the village on many adventures. One day, I saw a
beautiful maiden who I didn’t know. For the first time I lost my
words-she was that breathtaking to my eyes. I asked my best
friend who the maiden was. He said she was Chucka Pehlichi –a
Princess from a neighboring tribe. I looked at her long
flowing hair that shined like the sun- looked into her eyes as
deep as pools I could get lost in.
I pictured how it would be to kiss her beautiful red lips and
I knew. This was my true love-my soul mate. Never had I felt this way
before. Always the forward one, I grew speechless so enamored
was I. All I could do was look into her eyes-she saw me
looking and looked back a smile on her lips. I was suddenly
afraid. How could anyone as lovely as she love someone like
Little did I know that while I was looking in her eyes and
drinking in the warmth that emanated from them that she was
thinking," How handsome is the Prince of the Tribe, Hattak Nan
Ithana, called the Running Wolf. My friends were right to
bring me here to meet him. But how would that handsome brave
love a maiden such as I?"
I edged closer as emerging love overcame my initial shyness.
She looked into my eyes then quickly glanced down as she had
been taught to do. I came by her and with my hand gently
pulled up her chin so she was once more looking into my eyes.
They were like the stars in the sky-diamonds glistening. I
pulled her closer and she came to me. It was as if we were the
the only ones there so caught up were we in our newly found
love. I placed my lips on hers and gently kissed her. Then I
suddenly turned away thinking," Now she will be angry with me.
How could I have have been so bold?"
She reached out to me and touched my shoulder. I turned
back to her. She was smiling and I saw my love reflected in
her eyes. And then we knew that this was indeed true
love. We saw
the future flash in front of our eyes. We saw "The
Visit" Our Wedding – our own
tepee –the times we would spend locked in an embrace-how I
would pleasure her and she me. We saw
children, grandchildren, and great- grandchildren flow
from our love. We saw it
all and we knew it would be. The Great White Wolf came
to stand near us. It was as if he were giving his Blessing
to our union of heart and soul. We looked at him and then
back at each other and we smiled.
The white wolf smiled too...