Young Matt Bodine and Sam Two Wolves become blood brothers on the day the ranchers son saved the halfbreeds hide, forging a bond no jasper was gonna tear asunder. Beneath the Montana Big Sky, Matt learned the ways of the Red man from his Cheyenne friend. And as years passed legend grew of the breed and the who who rode the same trail..and who could jerk killing iron with the best of 'em.
Tensions in the territory ran hotter'n a hayride in Hell, what with Lone Dog and his renegades busy decorating the manes of their ponies wuth settlers scalps. While the whore-town of Cutter, greedy rancher Tom Thomas was recruiting an army of lowlife gunhawks to steal Indian land. War was a-brewing tween white and red...and it seemed Bodine and Two Wolves were gonna have to choose sides. Cause General George Custer and his men were riding hell for leather for the Little Big Horn River. And there was only gonna be two kinds of folk in the bloody hooray to follow--the killing kind...and the dying.
Tensions in the territory ran hotter'n a hayride in Hell, what with Lone Dog and his renegades busy decorating the manes of their ponies wuth settlers scalps. While the whore-town of Cutter, greedy rancher Tom Thomas was recruiting an army of lowlife gunhawks to steal Indian land. War was a-brewing tween white and red...and it seemed Bodine and Two Wolves were gonna have to choose sides. Cause General George Custer and his men were riding hell for leather for the Little Big Horn River. And there was only gonna be two kinds of folk in the bloody hooray to follow--the killing kind...and the dying.
