I forgot I had this story in my drafts... it's a bit silly. I remember I got my partner to read it and he just burst out laughing (haha).
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In the Great Plains of Montana, not long ago, cowboys came to this Indian Land with their driven cattle, eagerly searching for a place to comfortably settle. They knew they'd be sharing this land; they even traded with the Natives and learned of their tales.
However, winter came around, which was the worst season of the year.
"I don't even have a fat squaw to keep me warm; those loco Indians seem to be immune to the cold," Jimmy yelled from on top of this snowy mountain. "Why did we have to start this fucking trail too late?!"
"I'll keep you warm," Billy Bear volunteered. He was a big, muscular, hairy beast bear after all.
"Really? Do you have a buffalo blanket?!" Jimmy asked.
"If you wanna be warm, please my damn dick."
Oh, that kind of warm. Why was Jimmy not surprised?
Jimmy was bait for this grizzly bear, Billy Bear wanted to have a piece of ass from this mustang cowboy. Eyes on him, Jimmy felt this bear's stare all over his twinky body. This turned the wild cowboy on, despite feeling the cold air already stiffen his nipples like berries on a bush ready to be plucked.
One time, Jimmy overheard the Great Chief Indian talking about hunting down a bear to the younger tribe members, and yet in this scenario, Jimmy was the one being hunted down.