There is a young boy named Little Elk, he is tall and slim he also has long dark hair with a feather in his head and a flute in his hand. Every evening Little Elk would go up the canyon top to play his flute for the one he loves. Her name is Bright Star, she is very beautiful. She has long black hair down to her hips. 

When she was down on the canyon floor Little Elk was on top of the canyon playing his flute. She could hear it echo down in the canyon. She was drawn to the sound and started to hike, as she was hiking, the trail was very smooth like someone had been there before many years ago, and made a path. 

As she was hiking she heard another flute sound. She stopped and listened to where it was coming from. She started to follow the sound of the other flute maker, so she hiked back down. Little Elk was searching for the other flute maker as well. 

Bright Star was looking everywhere, to find the other flute maker which was making the beautiful sound. As she was hiking down on the canyon floor she saw a shadow figure up on the canyon top, it was too high to see what it was. So she thought to herself "could it be the flute maker or an eagle about to take flight. 

Little Elk looked down from the canyon top and watched Bright Star stare at something. So he looked across from where he was standing and saw the other flute maker. On top of the canyon, the top was a flat surface all the way to the edge of the canyon. So Little Elk started to walk towards him, the other flute maker saw Little Elk and walked towards him. Soon they met face to face. 

"She is my woman, she was drawn to my music, now she is down there looking for me we were destined to be together, ever since we were little," said Little Elk in anger. 

"Not anymore, she is looking for me now, she is the most beautiful Indian girl I have not seen in a long time, so young and pure," said the mysterious man smiling. 

"Let's go and play our flutes for her, but no use of you playing, she'll come to me," said the mysterious man. 

"We will see about that, we love each other ever since we were little and our love has grown stronger, nothing or no one will take that love away from us, not even you," said Little Elk. 

"We will see," said the mysterious man. 

So they hiked down the smooth trail that somebody had made many years ago. It took them about an hour to get down to the canyon floor. As they arrived, Bright Star stopped in her tracks and listened. She heard two voices and turned around; it was Little Elk and the mysterious man. 

"Bright Star, sit here on this boulder, the mysterious man and I are going to play our love songs for you," said Little Elk. 

So Bright Star sat down on the boulder and listened. The mysterious man and Little Elk played their love songs for Bright Star. As they were playing Bright Star looked at Little Elk and smiled. She got up and walked towards him, she stood beside Little Elk listening to his music. The mysterious man stopped playing his flute after he realized that she picked Little Elk. He was furious. 

"What is your name?" asked Bright Star. 

"My name is a mystery, where ever he takes you, I'll be above watching you and then you will know my name." 

said the mysterious man. 

"We will meet again," said Little Elk. 

"Sooner than you think young buck," said the mysterious man walking away. 

"Bright Star, run away with me to Yellow Stone, where there are many buffalo's, we will never go hungry, no white man has ever discovered it yet, we will be the first ones there. We will live there forever and have many children," smiled Little Elk. 

Little Elk and Bright Star walked for miles in the canyon, when they came across a horse grazing on what grass was left on the canyon floor, Little Elk slowly walked up towards the horse, making sure he does not startle it or run away from them. He gently climbed on top of the horse and reached his hand towards Bright Star. She looked up at him with a smile, she took his hand and Little Elk pulled her up with him and they rode away. 

On the way, they rode through many vast lands, creeks and went through other villages and went through many mountains. 

When they arrived in the woods of what is now called Yellow Stone National Park in Wyoming, they got off their horse and walked towards open field of long grass and woods on either side of them, that is the spot where there is a paved road you can drive on and see the buffalo graze in that same spot where Bright Star and Little Elk were walking on, with trees on both sides of the field. As they were on the field of long grass, Little Elk looked up into the sky and saw two eagles soar across the land together; he smiled and looked at Bright Star. 

As they were walking on the open field of long grass it was to silent, not even a bird screech, it was very quiet, almost too quiet. Then out of nowhere comes another eagle, flying in fast, then he made a loud screech, Little Elk looked at Bright Star. 

"Someone is watching," said Little Elk. 

"I think I know his name now," worried Bright Star. 

"What is it?" asked Little Elk. 

"Red Eagle," said Bright Star. 

"Right, that explains the Eagle coming in fast and making a lot of noise, you should hide over in the woods until this is all over, he is here and he wants to fight me for you. If I die today, run, run as fast as you can, don't look back only ahead and do not let him catch you," said Little Elk.

Bright Star looked at him with sadness, and hugged him and kissed him, for this may be the last time she ever sees him again. Bright Star ran and hid behind the trees where she could not be seen, she hid just enough to watch.