"What would you do for love?" Kiowa asks Anoki. Her lips part and her cheeks rise with delight, "Anything!" Her sincere smile convinces Kiowa. But her next words solidify his confidence, "I would die for love!" He cups her cool cheek with his warm palm, "What if we didn't have to die?" She sighs, "How can we have love and not die? Hopi are a peaceful tribe that would accept our love. Kiowa are a war tribe, that will never accept our love. After all, you are one of their best warriors." He brushes her hair out of her face, "I am their greatest warrior, no... they will not let me go. They have said as much. But, I have spoken with the medicine man. He says he has great magic that will protect our love." She kisses his hand and whispers, "Do it then. Protect our love!" Kiowa searches her soul through the windows of her eyes. "Even if we have to skin-walk?" She gasps, "Skin-walk? Can we not be mortals and feel the greatest love with our eyes, our hands, and our hearts." Frustration taints Kiowa's handsome face, "If only my tribe loved half as much as they hate, but they never will. Their hate will track us. Their hate will find us. And if they find us, their hate will end us. I can think of no other way. Can you?" Her face becomes somber, "then I choose love. Go see your medicine man. To love is to change. I will skin-walk with you!" "Ok, I'll leave now." "Kiowa wait!" She calls him back, "what we will we skin-walk into?" "Wolves."