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Male♂Pocahontas/Reader one-shot - Different

(Pocahontas - Pocahon) (John Smith - Jane Smith)

(Little side fact: 'Que que na-to-ra' means 'you will understand' in Algonquin.)

(Y/n) = Your name

(L/n) = Last name

(S/c) = Skin color

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"Ay ay ay ya
Ay ay ya
Que que na-to-ra
You will understand.

Listen with your heart
You will understand

Let it break upon you
Like a wave upon the sand

Listen with your heart
You will understand

You will understand…"

Pocahon sat cross-legged on the thick large branch in front of Grandma Willow. His eyes were closed as he stood still with nature as it was as silent as himself. The passing breeze blew through his long silky black locks of hair in a hushed whisper. The the only other sound made other than the whispering wind were the chirping birds and the sound of his own steady breathing. "I feel today will be different from others…" Pocahon spoke up calmly as he opened his dark brown eyes to look up at Grandma Willow. "I do not know why. I just feel it surfacing soon. I am unsure if it will bring something bad upon us."

"Difference is not always to be feared, child. Sometimes, difference and change bring things we would have never first imagined, good things and bad things. Look deep inside your heart to embrace the winds of change as they come rolling by like tides of the ocean." Grandmother Willow answered in a soft motherly voice that was full of unearthly wisdom.

Pocahon frowned lightly in contemplation as he placed his hand onto his bare chest where his heart was beating. "I want to embrace difference, which my family does not. Whatever change will come, I will accept." Pocahon said in assurance to himself as he glanced down where his heart was then back up at Grandma Willow who was smiling down at him with an insight past Pocahon's understanding.

"So you will, child." Mother Willow agreed gently. Pocahon looked back down to his lap as he placed his hand back down to his side. He was pondering just what could possibly change for him and if this change would be good or bad. Pocahon dreamed of change in his secluded world where nothing but the outreaches of the woodlands was his home, his friends and siblings at heart were the animals of the forest. Pocahon fell back into silence as Grandmother Willow also kept quiet as both reveled in the wonder of nature and what it had to give. Pocahon closed his eyes again and meditated to the spirits of nature to ease his mind from worry of forthcoming change, whatever it may be, he was prepared.

Sitting in pure peace and tranquility with Grandmother Willow. Pocahon was taken out of his mediation once a chirping was heard cheeping in his ear. Pocahon reopened his eyes to glance to his side to see his hummingbird friend Flit buzzing by his left ear. Meeko the raccoon had also found his way up into the tree and went to sit in Pocahon's lap. "What is it?" Pocahon questioned his two friends who seemed to be alarmed of something in the far distance. Flit kept chirping while Meeko stood up on his lap on his two back legs and began pointing in a certain direction with his paw. Raising an eyebrow at their curious behavior, he gazed off to where Meeko was pointing with curiosity on why they were both so worked up. "I am going to go now, Grandmother Willow. I will see you again. Goodbye." Pocahon told Grandmother Willow who nodded.

"Goodbye, Pocahon. Remember to embrace difference and so you shall understand."

"I will." Pocahon nodded and then put Meeko aside as he stood up to his full height and kept looking in the distance the two animals were fretting over. Taking a deep breath and wondering if this was going to be the change that he felt coming to him. Pocahon started to climb down the massive willow tree that made up Grandmother Willow. Meeko and Flit followed after their Indian friend as they left the tree and began heading towards the west. The second Pocahon's feet touched the lush green grass of the ground, he took off in a swift sprint past and through the trees and shrubbery of the Virginian forests. He was on the search for whatever Meeko and Flit were pestering him about. Perhaps, he should be wary of adventuring forwards as he might meet the change he felt back at Grandmother Willow. He would accept it though and embrace difference, he would not be like his family who shunned everyone who was different.

Meeko sped in front of Pocahon and kept pointing in the direction he wanted him to go. Flit was flying next to his face as he ran past a couple more trees until stopping once he saw a clearing where something caught his eye. Ducking low into a bush of red berries, he kept quiet as he took in the sight of something very different to him. There in the clearing was a young woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and pretty (e/c) eyes. You were wearing something particular to him which he didn't know was a dress that was in a (color) color and a strange headpiece on your head which was called a bonnet. Pocahon's eyes widen at the sight of you, you were fascinating right when he set eyes on you. You certainly were not like him but you were very different.

'Accept what is different…' He thought to himself from what Grandmother Willow had told him to embrace. He stays there crouching in the berry bushes and remains stealthy as he watched you. You were growling in frustration to yourself as you looked around in annoyance at the vast forest around you. "Go into the forest, (Y/n), they said. You'll defiantly not get lost, they said. I swear, I'm going to beat Jane Smith over the head when I see her again for suggesting this was a good idea." You complain out loud to yourself in obvious distress that Pocahon picked up on quite easily. "And if I have this wear this bonnet for two more seconds I'm going to die from a heatstroke!" You continue to complain as you reach up and tear the bonnet off your head and throw it carelessly off to the side. Your hair was more noticeable to Pocahon now since the bonnet was now off your head. He thought that you had very unique beautiful hair that he's never quite seen before on anyone. 'It suits her…' He thought and crept a little closer but not close enough to be spotted.

Sighing heavily, you wipe your forehead of perspiration with your hand and then kick at the ground in annoyance. "What am I supposed to do out here? I bet I'll get eaten by a grizzly bear or something and there's so many nasty bugs! UGH! How could anyone stand being in the forest!?" You gripe to yourself and randomly glare a stone that you also kicked.

'She does not seem to like my home very much.' Pocahon thought to himself in some amusement as you stomp around like a child throwing a temper tantrum. Pocahon contemplates whether he should approach you or not seeing as you already looked very upset. Before, he could even decide on the matter, Meeko slips past the bushes and walks over to sniff you. You were glaring just about everything you looked at until you felt something touch your ankle. You let out a girly scream and stumble backwards when you see a raccoon sniffing you, "AH, RACCOON! I hear you creatures are prone to having rabies! Get away! I don't want rabies!" You try shooing the puffy tailed creature away who was looking you on like you were crazy. Pocahon brings his hand to his mouth and stifles a laugh as you almost fall over in fear from Meeko.

'What a strange girl.' He thinks to himself as he watches you take out a odd device that was unknowingly to him an umbrella. You take the handle of the umbrella and pathetically try prodding the end of the umbrella at Meeko to get him to run away. Meeko only sits there with a cocked head as he stared at you funnily. Flit flies away from Pocahon and zips over to fly around your head. You scream again and finally fall when you walk backwards into a rock. You go tumbling backwards and fall on your behind, your umbrella flying forward and opening up from the impact with the ground. Meeko and Flit look at each other and then back at you and you swore they were laughing at you.

Your face goes red with both embarrassment and outrage from the two horrible animals that were scaring you to death. It wasn't everyday you ventured into a forest and this might just be your last from the awful experiences you were having. You were lost because of Jane Smith saying it would be a splendid idea to take a stroll through the forest and now you were being attacked by a rapid raccoon and vicious hummingbird. It seems like today couldn't get any worse! "I hate the forest!" You squeal in hysterics and kick your legs on the ground in a fit. Pocahon sees that you're having quite enough fun with is mischievous friends and decides to finally intervene for your sake.

You sit there almost in tears as you bring your hands up to your eyes and sniffle. You just wanted to go back on the ship and go home. This was not how you imagined your adventure with your friend Jane Smith would go. You were alone and lost and had no clue how to get back to the ship. You can't help but softly cry into your hands as you sit there on the dirty ground where you had fallen. Pocahon steps out of the berry bushes and very cautiously begins stepping towards you. 'She's crying…' Pocahon thought and felt bad for you. He should have stopped Meeko and Flit before they tripped you up and made you cry. "Are you alright?" He asked in a soft-spoken voice that was as calm as the breezing wind. Hearing the unfamiliar male voice that sounded like it had a strange slight accent you've never heard before. You lower your hands from your (e/c) eyes and look up to see Pocahon standing there in front of you with a sympathetic frown.

Your eyes immediately widen and you gasp as you take in his entire appearance. He was different looking! He was an Indian! You've heard horror stories of Indians pillaging, murdering, and kidnaping young women like yourself. You begin trembling and back away from him on the ground in fear of the Indian in front of you. Pocahon furrows his brows in confusion as you retract away from him as quickly as possible. Meeko and Flit go back to Pocahon's side and watch as you lift a finger and point at Pocahon shakily. "Y-You… D-don't come any closer." You tell him with a quivering voice that hardly sounded intimidating. You were scared out of your wits by what this Indian was capable of. He didn't make a move to harm you though, he just stared with confusion written all over his face.

"Why?" He asked as innocently as he actually was. He had no idea why you were so terrified of him. He had done nothing wrong to you.

You narrow your eyes and keep pointing at him with a shaky finger, "Y-You're a…an- Indian. H-How do you know what I'm saying, Indian? I thought all of you were-"

"Ignorant savages?" Pocahon finishes with a hurtful frown. You furrow your brows and gulp nervously. Pocahon shakes his head and takes a step near you and extends his hand out to you. "No, not a savage, maybe ignorant, but a not savage. Now take my hand. You don't belong on the dirt of the ground." He says as he has his copper colored hand out for you to take. You stare up at him in bewilderment before very hesitantly reaching out to take his own. He clasps his large hand around yours and with ease pulls you up to your feet. You keep your eyes on him warily as you were now standing face to face, though he was quite taller than you, which made you have to look up slightly.

"Um… Thank you." You say with anxiousness as you eye him up and down to take in his appearance better. He had very long flowing inky black hair, the deepest dark brown eyes that were almost black in color, and he wore a tunic that was made of animal skins that cut off to reveal some of his bare chest. He also had a light blue necklace that was very pretty in the light and he was bare foot. You wondered how he traveled around the forest with no shoes? Wouldn't it hurt to walk around with barefoot on the grass that had rocks, twigs, and other very sharp things?

He stares at you with a calmness that you never seen in someone before, he seemed completely in tune with himself and everything around him. "You're welcome… Are you alright?" He asks again and this time you are willing to answer now that you feel a little less afraid.

"I am… I am fine. Um, if you wouldn't mind me asking. Who are you?"

He runs a hand through his long black hair and replies with a voice that was so soothing and soft but at the same time full of strength, "My name is Pocahon and this forest is my home. Might I ask who you are? I've never seen a person like you before."

You shuffle on your feet nervously and blush in embarrassment under his intense gaze that you had to admit was slightly attractive, which was weird to you considering he was an Indian. The very same type of people that you were always warned about, but this Indian didn't seem like he was out to kill you or kidnap you for whatever reason. You felt like you could trust this Indian and you hoped you wouldn't regret doing so. "My name is (Y/n) (L/n). My home is defiantly not here… Um, you actually live here, like in the forest? By yourself?" You ask in disbelief that someone could actually live like this out in this place you just yelled to the world you hated. You hope he didn't hear that…

"I don't live alone. I live with others but you cannot meet them. They might not be as… sympathetic to your kind." He said lowly and glanced down for shame that his family would not accept someone of another skin color. (S/c) and Copper skins just did not go together or at least that is what everyone keeps saying. But Pocahon didn't see what was so wrong with the (s/c) people, they didn't all seem so cruel. Not that he has meant a lot of (s/c) people, if any at all till this day. He heard the stories of what the (s/c) men and women do and doesn't condone the violence but that didn't mean all of them were bad. He refused to believe it. You didn't seem bad just lost and confused.

"Oh… They don't like people like me?" You ask with worried eyes. He keeps his head lowered and shakes his head.

"No."

"But you're okay with me?" You continue to question him and he finally looks back up into your (e/c) eyes. His look send shivers down your spine, he smiled very faintly which was incredibly attractive. You shouldn't be thinking this way for a copper skin but how could you not? He was genuinely handsome in a very natural way.

"Yes, I am." He nods and smiles more. "I'm glad to hear you are alright, (Y/n). I do not wish you harm. I apologize for Meeko and Flit they were just overly excited to see someone new." Pocahon says with a smile and gestures to the raccoon and the hummingbird that were still at his side.

You smile back sheepishly and look between the two animals curiously, "Are they your pets?"

"Pets?" Pocahon furrows his brows in confusion and doesn't understand. "No… They are my friends. Not 'pets'." Pocahon quirks and an eyebrow and you stare with wide eyes.

"Ah, I see then…" You weren't quite understanding what the difference was between the two but it seemed Pocahon saw it. He was a strange but fascinating man. You never thought you'd ever be talking to an Indian and one that was seemingly kind and had animal friends. "Back in my home we call them pets."

"That is… strange to call a friend. Shall I call you my pet?" He offers with a warm smile. You stifle a snort and laughter and shake your head.

"Oh no! That's not how it works. A pet is an animal friend to a human. A person picks a pet and then they own them and then they are considered a pet." You explain which only makes Pocahon frown in distaste at the concept.

"I don't own my friends. Must you always have to claim things as your own? My friends are free and are not pets. Pets seem more like slaves to me."

"Uh, well not really. We don't quite put pets at the same level as people, you see?" You say and watch as Flit flies around your head and chirps angrily at you in offense, as if he was furious that you didn't consider him at the level of a human. You tilt your head and wonder what in the world was wrong with the little chirping bird.

"Its okay, Flit. She comes from a different place than us. She doesn't understand." Pocahon told his little hummingbird friend who seemed to snort at you and then fly back over to his Indian friend.

You place your hands on your hips and take offense that he was accusing you of being ignorant, "And what's that supposed to mean?!"

He sighs and begins pacing away from you as he starts to sing in a soft beautiful voice as gentle as the wind that blew by. You keep your narrowed eyes focused on him as he walks, "You think you own whatever land you land on. The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim, but I know every rock and tree and creature. Has a life, has a spirit, has a name... You think the only people who are people are the people who look and think like you, but if you walk the footsteps of a stranger. You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew…" Pocahon turns to look back at you as he sings the next verse, "Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind~?" You stare at him in bewilderment as he suddenly smiles and grabs onto your hand and begins running into the depths of the forest with you. You gasp in shock and have trouble keeping up with his swift pace as he sprints through the woodlands with expertise like skill.

"W-what are we doing!?" You blurt out in astonishment while you stumble awkwardly behind him as he keeps running with you behind him hand in hand.

"Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest! Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the Earth! Come roll in all the riches all around you! And for once, never wonder what they're worth!" He grabs a bundle of editable purple berries and pours them into your hands. You stare at him in confusion as he takes one and plops it into his mouth and chews it with forthcoming grin. You make a face and cautiously take one berry and also eat it and find that it actually wasn't that bad!

"Wow, that was actually really goo-" You were cut off as he yanks you forwards again, so roughly that he accidentally has you rolling with him down a hill nearby. Typically, you would find this experience rather unenjoyable but for some reason when you were with him you felt like a free spirit. You never felt so free before in your life! You burst out in laughter as you rolled down the soft grassy hill with him, until you came to a stop at the end of the hill and were lying next to each other. He turns to face you and you turn to face him. You felt a tingling sensation inside as you stared into his beautiful dark eyes. He leans in and takes his hand and brushes away some loose hair from your face with a warm smile on his lips. You smile back at him and feel yourself blushing from your cheeks to your burning ears. He chuckles lightly and once again tugs you back up to your feet. You were getting pulled around like a rag doll by this incredible man and you didn't even mind one bit! You were always confined back in your hometown, you never got to do such amazing and wild things like in this world, his world.

He begins taking you down the side of a rushing river and starts singing again in that lovely voice of his, "The rainstorm and the river are my brothers. The heron and the otter are my friends!" He gestures to the river's creatures that were in the river water before grabbing onto both your hands and beginning to twirl you around in a never ending circle. "And we are all connected to each other. In a circle, in a hoop that never ends!" You can't stop giggling as he spins you round and round to the point your world was nothing but a blur of wondrous colors. You and him were grinning ear to ear at each other as you stop spinning but were still holding hands. "How high will the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know! And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon! For whether we are white or copper skinned. We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains. We need to paint with all the colors of the wind…" He leans in towards your face as he sings the last verse of his song that had touched your heart and opened your eyes to a world unknown. "You can own the Earth and still. All you own is earth until… you can paint with all the colors of the wind…" He finishes quietly and you were nose to nose in closeness. You shutter at your proximity and look into his dark eyes that were looking back into your own bright (e/c) eyes.

"That was so beautiful…" You whisper to him and he smiles to you.

"Do you understand now?"

"Yes, I think I do." You reply breathlessly, your blush was clearly on your redden face and Pocahon could see it. The intensity of both of your matched stares were both filling each of you with a fluttering warm feeling. Pocahon very slowly leaned in closer and closer until his soft lips brushes up against your own. Your eyes flutter close as you feel Pocahon tilt his head and close his eyes as he kisses you more intensely. "Pocahon…" You murmur into the kiss. He stops for a moment thinking you were protesting against what he was doing. "N-No, don't stop." You lean back in to kiss him. He wraps his strong arms around you and holds you in place as he goes back to kissing you now that he knew you were allowing him. Your hands run through his long black hair that felt just like silk from how soft and smooth it was. You lick his lip and ask for entrance in which he was somewhat unsure of what to do at first, but lets you in. Your tongues both tangle with one another and you taste him. He had the distinct taste of the fresh sweet berries you had both just eaten and you almost giggled from it during the kiss. "You taste like berries." You tease into the kiss and he chuckles.

"You do too." He replied and fell silence for a moment before speaking up again, "Do you like this, (Y/n)? What we are doing?" He suddenly asks you as he pulls away but still holds onto you tightly in his arms. You look up into his eyes and smile brightly.

"I'll admit it is a little unorthodox but I really do love it."

"I'm glad… Today I felt like something different was going to happen this very day. I just never thought I would meet someone like you. Grandmother Willow was right, accepting those who are different then ourself brings out the good in people. I wish many would learn this." Pocahon said which made you tilt your head and nod in agreement.

"I wish my people would be more accepting of your people. When I first came here I'll admit I thought all Indians were cruel, barbaric people. I've been taught nothing but that ever since I was a little girl, but now I see they've all gotten it very wrong. You aren't an ignorant savage, Pocahon. You are a wonderful kind person and the rest of the world should know that too." You tell him with nothing but sincereness. He smiles sweetly and kisses your lips before letting you go and looking off into the distance, his long hair dancing with the wind behind him.

"It will take a long time for people to not judge others for who or what they are. My own people are just as guilty to such a crime but they would never admit it. We should all come together (s/c) and copper skin, because deep down we are all the same inside. We all have spirits and souls…" Pocahon replied and turned his head to look back at you with a wider smile. "Different but the same… And different is good."

You nod your head agreeably and smile as you reply, "Different is good."

Pocahon grabs your hand and starts walking with you through the forest's woodlands as the sun was setting on the horizon. Your mind has completely changed ever since Pocahon opened your eyes to a world that was different but also good, to different people that were also still good. You and him stroll along through the forest admiring nature's raw natural beauty that it showed off for the two of you. The skies were lit up in yellows, pinks, oranges, and purples. It was like the wind had actually been painted just for the two of you as you walked together. You had no idea where he was taking you but you now fully trusted Pocahon. He walked with you for awhile, the both of you were silent and just enjoying each other's company.

It was when Pocahon abruptly stopped and turned to look back at you with a sad smile appearing on his face. "You should go back to your people now. The sun sets in the far horizon and it is time for me to go as well back to my people." He tells you which makes you frown as a sudden realization hits you.

"But will I ever see you again?!" You ask him almost in a panic, "I don't want to leave if I never see you again! I'm leaving on the ship tomorrow morning!"

Pocahon smiles at you and pats your head affectionally, "We will always be with each other right here." He says as he takes his hand off of your head and places it where your heart was. You still frown and shake your head stubbornly, you were obviously not satisfied with that answer even if it was sweet.

"But I don't want to just remember you in my heart! I want you to always be around with me. You have so much still to teach me about your world, Pocahon." You beg him and he glances down at the ground and frowns to himself.

"I wish it were that simple but your people would never allow me-" You cut him off and grab onto his hand tightly with determination in your eyes.

"No! Different is good, remember?! They'll see that too! Please, come with me, Pocahon."

The Indian man looks surprised by you as you began to tug him forwards towards the ship that was seen in the distance at the shoreline. "(Y/n), I do not think this is a good idea."

"We'll never know till we try. Come on! I want to show you my world now. I'll teach you!" You tug him again and he finally budges and lets you start leading him towards the ship. You grin and keep pulling him with you as you head to the large ship that was your ticket home to your world and home. "We'll teach others that different is good, that it can bring good out in people like you said and have taught me. Please, Pocahon. Do this for me! We could change people's hearts."

He pauses in contemplation and looks up at the massive wooden ship and then back at your shimmering pleading (e/c) eyes. "Alright. I will go..."

You squealed and laughed giddily and hugged onto him with a tight hug. He holds you back and the two of you embrace each other until it was time to go set sail on the ship to the new world that Pocahon has never set eyes on before. The two of you boldly hold hands and take your first steps on board the ship. Everyone was left aghast by Pocahon's presence but Jane Smith being your greatest loyal friend and the captain of the ship had agreed to let you bring Pocahon along even when the others protested against it.

Together you would show each people you come across that being different isn't so bad, once you look past the color of one's skin. The true beauty of someone is shown and everyone is bond together in a circle, in a hoop that never ends. We're all the same but different.

And different is good.

Description
Male♂Pocahontas/Reader one-shot - Different

(Pocahontas - Pocahon) (John Smith - Jane Smith)

(Little side fact: 'Que que na-to-ra' means 'you will understand' in Algonquin.)

(Y/n) = Your name

(L/n) = Last name

(S/c) = Skin color

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"Ay ay ay ya
Ay ay ya
Que que na-to-ra
You will understand.

Listen with your heart
You will understand

Let it break upon you
Like a wave upon the sand

Listen with your heart
You will understand

You will understand…"

Pocahon sat cross-legged on the thick large branch in front of Grandma Willow. His eyes were closed as he stood still with nature as it was as silent as himself. The passing breeze blew through his long silky black locks of hair in a hushed whisper. The the only other sound made other than the whispering wind were the chirping birds and the sound of his own steady breathing. "I feel today will be different from others…" Pocahon spoke up calmly as he opened his dark brown eyes to look up at Grandma Willow. "I do not know why. I just feel it surfacing soon. I am unsure if it will bring something bad upon us."

"Difference is not always to be feared, child. Sometimes, difference and change bring things we would have never first imagined, good things and bad things. Look deep inside your heart to embrace the winds of change as they come rolling by like tides of the ocean." Grandmother Willow answered in a soft motherly voice that was full of unearthly wisdom.

Pocahon frowned lightly in contemplation as he placed his hand onto his bare chest where his heart was beating. "I want to embrace difference, which my family does not. Whatever change will come, I will accept." Pocahon said in assurance to himself as he glanced down where his heart was then back up at Grandma Willow who was smiling down at him with an insight past Pocahon's understanding.

"So you will, child." Mother Willow agreed gently. Pocahon looked back down to his lap as he placed his hand back down to his side. He was pondering just what could possibly change for him and if this change would be good or bad. Pocahon dreamed of change in his secluded world where nothing but the outreaches of the woodlands was his home, his friends and siblings at heart were the animals of the forest. Pocahon fell back into silence as Grandmother Willow also kept quiet as both reveled in the wonder of nature and what it had to give. Pocahon closed his eyes again and meditated to the spirits of nature to ease his mind from worry of forthcoming change, whatever it may be, he was prepared.

Sitting in pure peace and tranquility with Grandmother Willow. Pocahon was taken out of his mediation once a chirping was heard cheeping in his ear. Pocahon reopened his eyes to glance to his side to see his hummingbird friend Flit buzzing by his left ear. Meeko the raccoon had also found his way up into the tree and went to sit in Pocahon's lap. "What is it?" Pocahon questioned his two friends who seemed to be alarmed of something in the far distance. Flit kept chirping while Meeko stood up on his lap on his two back legs and began pointing in a certain direction with his paw. Raising an eyebrow at their curious behavior, he gazed off to where Meeko was pointing with curiosity on why they were both so worked up. "I am going to go now, Grandmother Willow. I will see you again. Goodbye." Pocahon told Grandmother Willow who nodded.

"Goodbye, Pocahon. Remember to embrace difference and so you shall understand."

"I will." Pocahon nodded and then put Meeko aside as he stood up to his full height and kept looking in the distance the two animals were fretting over. Taking a deep breath and wondering if this was going to be the change that he felt coming to him. Pocahon started to climb down the massive willow tree that made up Grandmother Willow. Meeko and Flit followed after their Indian friend as they left the tree and began heading towards the west. The second Pocahon's feet touched the lush green grass of the ground, he took off in a swift sprint past and through the trees and shrubbery of the Virginian forests. He was on the search for whatever Meeko and Flit were pestering him about. Perhaps, he should be wary of adventuring forwards as he might meet the change he felt back at Grandmother Willow. He would accept it though and embrace difference, he would not be like his family who shunned everyone who was different.

Meeko sped in front of Pocahon and kept pointing in the direction he wanted him to go. Flit was flying next to his face as he ran past a couple more trees until stopping once he saw a clearing where something caught his eye. Ducking low into a bush of red berries, he kept quiet as he took in the sight of something very different to him. There in the clearing was a young woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and pretty (e/c) eyes. You were wearing something particular to him which he didn't know was a dress that was in a (color) color and a strange headpiece on your head which was called a bonnet. Pocahon's eyes widen at the sight of you, you were fascinating right when he set eyes on you. You certainly were not like him but you were very different.

'Accept what is different…' He thought to himself from what Grandmother Willow had told him to embrace. He stays there crouching in the berry bushes and remains stealthy as he watched you. You were growling in frustration to yourself as you looked around in annoyance at the vast forest around you. "Go into the forest, (Y/n), they said. You'll defiantly not get lost, they said. I swear, I'm going to beat Jane Smith over the head when I see her again for suggesting this was a good idea." You complain out loud to yourself in obvious distress that Pocahon picked up on quite easily. "And if I have this wear this bonnet for two more seconds I'm going to die from a heatstroke!" You continue to complain as you reach up and tear the bonnet off your head and throw it carelessly off to the side. Your hair was more noticeable to Pocahon now since the bonnet was now off your head. He thought that you had very unique beautiful hair that he's never quite seen before on anyone. 'It suits her…' He thought and crept a little closer but not close enough to be spotted.

Sighing heavily, you wipe your forehead of perspiration with your hand and then kick at the ground in annoyance. "What am I supposed to do out here? I bet I'll get eaten by a grizzly bear or something and there's so many nasty bugs! UGH! How could anyone stand being in the forest!?" You gripe to yourself and randomly glare a stone that you also kicked.

'She does not seem to like my home very much.' Pocahon thought to himself in some amusement as you stomp around like a child throwing a temper tantrum. Pocahon contemplates whether he should approach you or not seeing as you already looked very upset. Before, he could even decide on the matter, Meeko slips past the bushes and walks over to sniff you. You were glaring just about everything you looked at until you felt something touch your ankle. You let out a girly scream and stumble backwards when you see a raccoon sniffing you, "AH, RACCOON! I hear you creatures are prone to having rabies! Get away! I don't want rabies!" You try shooing the puffy tailed creature away who was looking you on like you were crazy. Pocahon brings his hand to his mouth and stifles a laugh as you almost fall over in fear from Meeko.

'What a strange girl.' He thinks to himself as he watches you take out a odd device that was unknowingly to him an umbrella. You take the handle of the umbrella and pathetically try prodding the end of the umbrella at Meeko to get him to run away. Meeko only sits there with a cocked head as he stared at you funnily. Flit flies away from Pocahon and zips over to fly around your head. You scream again and finally fall when you walk backwards into a rock. You go tumbling backwards and fall on your behind, your umbrella flying forward and opening up from the impact with the ground. Meeko and Flit look at each other and then back at you and you swore they were laughing at you.

Your face goes red with both embarrassment and outrage from the two horrible animals that were scaring you to death. It wasn't everyday you ventured into a forest and this might just be your last from the awful experiences you were having. You were lost because of Jane Smith saying it would be a splendid idea to take a stroll through the forest and now you were being attacked by a rapid raccoon and vicious hummingbird. It seems like today couldn't get any worse! "I hate the forest!" You squeal in hysterics and kick your legs on the ground in a fit. Pocahon sees that you're having quite enough fun with is mischievous friends and decides to finally intervene for your sake.

You sit there almost in tears as you bring your hands up to your eyes and sniffle. You just wanted to go back on the ship and go home. This was not how you imagined your adventure with your friend Jane Smith would go. You were alone and lost and had no clue how to get back to the ship. You can't help but softly cry into your hands as you sit there on the dirty ground where you had fallen. Pocahon steps out of the berry bushes and very cautiously begins stepping towards you. 'She's crying…' Pocahon thought and felt bad for you. He should have stopped Meeko and Flit before they tripped you up and made you cry. "Are you alright?" He asked in a soft-spoken voice that was as calm as the breezing wind. Hearing the unfamiliar male voice that sounded like it had a strange slight accent you've never heard before. You lower your hands from your (e/c) eyes and look up to see Pocahon standing there in front of you with a sympathetic frown.

Your eyes immediately widen and you gasp as you take in his entire appearance. He was different looking! He was an Indian! You've heard horror stories of Indians pillaging, murdering, and kidnaping young women like yourself. You begin trembling and back away from him on the ground in fear of the Indian in front of you. Pocahon furrows his brows in confusion as you retract away from him as quickly as possible. Meeko and Flit go back to Pocahon's side and watch as you lift a finger and point at Pocahon shakily. "Y-You… D-don't come any closer." You tell him with a quivering voice that hardly sounded intimidating. You were scared out of your wits by what this Indian was capable of. He didn't make a move to harm you though, he just stared with confusion written all over his face.

"Why?" He asked as innocently as he actually was. He had no idea why you were so terrified of him. He had done nothing wrong to you.

You narrow your eyes and keep pointing at him with a shaky finger, "Y-You're a…an- Indian. H-How do you know what I'm saying, Indian? I thought all of you were-"

"Ignorant savages?" Pocahon finishes with a hurtful frown. You furrow your brows and gulp nervously. Pocahon shakes his head and takes a step near you and extends his hand out to you. "No, not a savage, maybe ignorant, but a not savage. Now take my hand. You don't belong on the dirt of the ground." He says as he has his copper colored hand out for you to take. You stare up at him in bewilderment before very hesitantly reaching out to take his own. He clasps his large hand around yours and with ease pulls you up to your feet. You keep your eyes on him warily as you were now standing face to face, though he was quite taller than you, which made you have to look up slightly.

"Um… Thank you." You say with anxiousness as you eye him up and down to take in his appearance better. He had very long flowing inky black hair, the deepest dark brown eyes that were almost black in color, and he wore a tunic that was made of animal skins that cut off to reveal some of his bare chest. He also had a light blue necklace that was very pretty in the light and he was bare foot. You wondered how he traveled around the forest with no shoes? Wouldn't it hurt to walk around with barefoot on the grass that had rocks, twigs, and other very sharp things?

He stares at you with a calmness that you never seen in someone before, he seemed completely in tune with himself and everything around him. "You're welcome… Are you alright?" He asks again and this time you are willing to answer now that you feel a little less afraid.

"I am… I am fine. Um, if you wouldn't mind me asking. Who are you?"

He runs a hand through his long black hair and replies with a voice that was so soothing and soft but at the same time full of strength, "My name is Pocahon and this forest is my home. Might I ask who you are? I've never seen a person like you before."

You shuffle on your feet nervously and blush in embarrassment under his intense gaze that you had to admit was slightly attractive, which was weird to you considering he was an Indian. The very same type of people that you were always warned about, but this Indian didn't seem like he was out to kill you or kidnap you for whatever reason. You felt like you could trust this Indian and you hoped you wouldn't regret doing so. "My name is (Y/n) (L/n). My home is defiantly not here… Um, you actually live here, like in the forest? By yourself?" You ask in disbelief that someone could actually live like this out in this place you just yelled to the world you hated. You hope he didn't hear that…

"I don't live alone. I live with others but you cannot meet them. They might not be as… sympathetic to your kind." He said lowly and glanced down for shame that his family would not accept someone of another skin color. (S/c) and Copper skins just did not go together or at least that is what everyone keeps saying. But Pocahon didn't see what was so wrong with the (s/c) people, they didn't all seem so cruel. Not that he has meant a lot of (s/c) people, if any at all till this day. He heard the stories of what the (s/c) men and women do and doesn't condone the violence but that didn't mean all of them were bad. He refused to believe it. You didn't seem bad just lost and confused.

"Oh… They don't like people like me?" You ask with worried eyes. He keeps his head lowered and shakes his head.

"No."

"But you're okay with me?" You continue to question him and he finally looks back up into your (e/c) eyes. His look send shivers down your spine, he smiled very faintly which was incredibly attractive. You shouldn't be thinking this way for a copper skin but how could you not? He was genuinely handsome in a very natural way.

"Yes, I am." He nods and smiles more. "I'm glad to hear you are alright, (Y/n). I do not wish you harm. I apologize for Meeko and Flit they were just overly excited to see someone new." Pocahon says with a smile and gestures to the raccoon and the hummingbird that were still at his side.

You smile back sheepishly and look between the two animals curiously, "Are they your pets?"

"Pets?" Pocahon furrows his brows in confusion and doesn't understand. "No… They are my friends. Not 'pets'." Pocahon quirks and an eyebrow and you stare with wide eyes.

"Ah, I see then…" You weren't quite understanding what the difference was between the two but it seemed Pocahon saw it. He was a strange but fascinating man. You never thought you'd ever be talking to an Indian and one that was seemingly kind and had animal friends. "Back in my home we call them pets."

"That is… strange to call a friend. Shall I call you my pet?" He offers with a warm smile. You stifle a snort and laughter and shake your head.

"Oh no! That's not how it works. A pet is an animal friend to a human. A person picks a pet and then they own them and then they are considered a pet." You explain which only makes Pocahon frown in distaste at the concept.

"I don't own my friends. Must you always have to claim things as your own? My friends are free and are not pets. Pets seem more like slaves to me."

"Uh, well not really. We don't quite put pets at the same level as people, you see?" You say and watch as Flit flies around your head and chirps angrily at you in offense, as if he was furious that you didn't consider him at the level of a human. You tilt your head and wonder what in the world was wrong with the little chirping bird.

"Its okay, Flit. She comes from a different place than us. She doesn't understand." Pocahon told his little hummingbird friend who seemed to snort at you and then fly back over to his Indian friend.

You place your hands on your hips and take offense that he was accusing you of being ignorant, "And what's that supposed to mean?!"

He sighs and begins pacing away from you as he starts to sing in a soft beautiful voice as gentle as the wind that blew by. You keep your narrowed eyes focused on him as he walks, "You think you own whatever land you land on. The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim, but I know every rock and tree and creature. Has a life, has a spirit, has a name... You think the only people who are people are the people who look and think like you, but if you walk the footsteps of a stranger. You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew…" Pocahon turns to look back at you as he sings the next verse, "Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind~?" You stare at him in bewilderment as he suddenly smiles and grabs onto your hand and begins running into the depths of the forest with you. You gasp in shock and have trouble keeping up with his swift pace as he sprints through the woodlands with expertise like skill.

"W-what are we doing!?" You blurt out in astonishment while you stumble awkwardly behind him as he keeps running with you behind him hand in hand.

"Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest! Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the Earth! Come roll in all the riches all around you! And for once, never wonder what they're worth!" He grabs a bundle of editable purple berries and pours them into your hands. You stare at him in confusion as he takes one and plops it into his mouth and chews it with forthcoming grin. You make a face and cautiously take one berry and also eat it and find that it actually wasn't that bad!

"Wow, that was actually really goo-" You were cut off as he yanks you forwards again, so roughly that he accidentally has you rolling with him down a hill nearby. Typically, you would find this experience rather unenjoyable but for some reason when you were with him you felt like a free spirit. You never felt so free before in your life! You burst out in laughter as you rolled down the soft grassy hill with him, until you came to a stop at the end of the hill and were lying next to each other. He turns to face you and you turn to face him. You felt a tingling sensation inside as you stared into his beautiful dark eyes. He leans in and takes his hand and brushes away some loose hair from your face with a warm smile on his lips. You smile back at him and feel yourself blushing from your cheeks to your burning ears. He chuckles lightly and once again tugs you back up to your feet. You were getting pulled around like a rag doll by this incredible man and you didn't even mind one bit! You were always confined back in your hometown, you never got to do such amazing and wild things like in this world, his world.

He begins taking you down the side of a rushing river and starts singing again in that lovely voice of his, "The rainstorm and the river are my brothers. The heron and the otter are my friends!" He gestures to the river's creatures that were in the river water before grabbing onto both your hands and beginning to twirl you around in a never ending circle. "And we are all connected to each other. In a circle, in a hoop that never ends!" You can't stop giggling as he spins you round and round to the point your world was nothing but a blur of wondrous colors. You and him were grinning ear to ear at each other as you stop spinning but were still holding hands. "How high will the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know! And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon! For whether we are white or copper skinned. We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains. We need to paint with all the colors of the wind…" He leans in towards your face as he sings the last verse of his song that had touched your heart and opened your eyes to a world unknown. "You can own the Earth and still. All you own is earth until… you can paint with all the colors of the wind…" He finishes quietly and you were nose to nose in closeness. You shutter at your proximity and look into his dark eyes that were looking back into your own bright (e/c) eyes.

"That was so beautiful…" You whisper to him and he smiles to you.

"Do you understand now?"

"Yes, I think I do." You reply breathlessly, your blush was clearly on your redden face and Pocahon could see it. The intensity of both of your matched stares were both filling each of you with a fluttering warm feeling. Pocahon very slowly leaned in closer and closer until his soft lips brushes up against your own. Your eyes flutter close as you feel Pocahon tilt his head and close his eyes as he kisses you more intensely. "Pocahon…" You murmur into the kiss. He stops for a moment thinking you were protesting against what he was doing. "N-No, don't stop." You lean back in to kiss him. He wraps his strong arms around you and holds you in place as he goes back to kissing you now that he knew you were allowing him. Your hands run through his long black hair that felt just like silk from how soft and smooth it was. You lick his lip and ask for entrance in which he was somewhat unsure of what to do at first, but lets you in. Your tongues both tangle with one another and you taste him. He had the distinct taste of the fresh sweet berries you had both just eaten and you almost giggled from it during the kiss. "You taste like berries." You tease into the kiss and he chuckles.

"You do too." He replied and fell silence for a moment before speaking up again, "Do you like this, (Y/n)? What we are doing?" He suddenly asks you as he pulls away but still holds onto you tightly in his arms. You look up into his eyes and smile brightly.

"I'll admit it is a little unorthodox but I really do love it."

"I'm glad… Today I felt like something different was going to happen this very day. I just never thought I would meet someone like you. Grandmother Willow was right, accepting those who are different then ourself brings out the good in people. I wish many would learn this." Pocahon said which made you tilt your head and nod in agreement.

"I wish my people would be more accepting of your people. When I first came here I'll admit I thought all Indians were cruel, barbaric people. I've been taught nothing but that ever since I was a little girl, but now I see they've all gotten it very wrong. You aren't an ignorant savage, Pocahon. You are a wonderful kind person and the rest of the world should know that too." You tell him with nothing but sincereness. He smiles sweetly and kisses your lips before letting you go and looking off into the distance, his long hair dancing with the wind behind him.

"It will take a long time for people to not judge others for who or what they are. My own people are just as guilty to such a crime but they would never admit it. We should all come together (s/c) and copper skin, because deep down we are all the same inside. We all have spirits and souls…" Pocahon replied and turned his head to look back at you with a wider smile. "Different but the same… And different is good."

You nod your head agreeably and smile as you reply, "Different is good."

Pocahon grabs your hand and starts walking with you through the forest's woodlands as the sun was setting on the horizon. Your mind has completely changed ever since Pocahon opened your eyes to a world that was different but also good, to different people that were also still good. You and him stroll along through the forest admiring nature's raw natural beauty that it showed off for the two of you. The skies were lit up in yellows, pinks, oranges, and purples. It was like the wind had actually been painted just for the two of you as you walked together. You had no idea where he was taking you but you now fully trusted Pocahon. He walked with you for awhile, the both of you were silent and just enjoying each other's company.

It was when Pocahon abruptly stopped and turned to look back at you with a sad smile appearing on his face. "You should go back to your people now. The sun sets in the far horizon and it is time for me to go as well back to my people." He tells you which makes you frown as a sudden realization hits you.

"But will I ever see you again?!" You ask him almost in a panic, "I don't want to leave if I never see you again! I'm leaving on the ship tomorrow morning!"

Pocahon smiles at you and pats your head affectionally, "We will always be with each other right here." He says as he takes his hand off of your head and places it where your heart was. You still frown and shake your head stubbornly, you were obviously not satisfied with that answer even if it was sweet.

"But I don't want to just remember you in my heart! I want you to always be around with me. You have so much still to teach me about your world, Pocahon." You beg him and he glances down at the ground and frowns to himself.

"I wish it were that simple but your people would never allow me-" You cut him off and grab onto his hand tightly with determination in your eyes.

"No! Different is good, remember?! They'll see that too! Please, come with me, Pocahon."

The Indian man looks surprised by you as you began to tug him forwards towards the ship that was seen in the distance at the shoreline. "(Y/n), I do not think this is a good idea."

"We'll never know till we try. Come on! I want to show you my world now. I'll teach you!" You tug him again and he finally budges and lets you start leading him towards the ship. You grin and keep pulling him with you as you head to the large ship that was your ticket home to your world and home. "We'll teach others that different is good, that it can bring good out in people like you said and have taught me. Please, Pocahon. Do this for me! We could change people's hearts."

He pauses in contemplation and looks up at the massive wooden ship and then back at your shimmering pleading (e/c) eyes. "Alright. I will go..."

You squealed and laughed giddily and hugged onto him with a tight hug. He holds you back and the two of you embrace each other until it was time to go set sail on the ship to the new world that Pocahon has never set eyes on before. The two of you boldly hold hands and take your first steps on board the ship. Everyone was left aghast by Pocahon's presence but Jane Smith being your greatest loyal friend and the captain of the ship had agreed to let you bring Pocahon along even when the others protested against it.

Together you would show each people you come across that being different isn't so bad, once you look past the color of one's skin. The true beauty of someone is shown and everyone is bond together in a circle, in a hoop that never ends. We're all the same but different.

And different is good.