The sun rose onto a peaceful and
quiet Indian camp, warming up the area.
Before anyone else, a young and mighty warrior
left the tent.
With his bow and arrows, he went
into the forest confident and steady.
What beast would he find today?
A bear, a boar, an elk or a muskrat?
Whatever it was, the cocky boy was
sure that his people would praise
him as a hero on his return.
The boy was deep in thought
when a very loud splash awoke him.
Ah. A beast had entered
nearby waters.
The boy quickly readied his bow and
arrow before creeping out of the
forest, ready for anything.
Or was he?
Before him was an extremely
beautiful young maiden.
She had long, beautiful hair that floated down
into the water; her body was
half-way into the lake.
All around her were a bunch of Tiger Lillies
that she had placed into the water, floating
into a circle around her.
Hearing the noise behind her, she spun
around startled.
Her skin was smooth, her eyes were kind
and she had a face that somehow
allowed others' worries to fade away.
The moment the two locked
eyes together, their hearts
went wild.
The maiden suddenly gave out a
mischievous but kind smile as she
swam back to shore.
Snapping out of his daze, the boy
lowered his weapons and helped the
maiden out of the water.
After that, the two locked hands
and stared at each other dreamily, as
they both knew this was the moment
they had been waiting for all of their lives.
Several years later, along came
their greatest treasure.
A daughter they called Tiger Lilly,
for she was gentle in appearance but
had a fiery and courageous spirit.
In other words, the perfect mix
of her parents.