Cheveyo. America's little Spirit Warrior. The son of France after the Montana territory was founded in the Louisiana Purchase and in 1864, even though the western part of the eventual state was founded in the Oregon Treaty.  

When Cheveyo was born, America knew he deserved a name of the Native Americans, for he had the essence of a man who loved the earth around him and the appearance of her mother's people. Soon, her son grew up tending to his farm animals, living quietly on his farm, and looking like he belonged to an Indian tribe, with his tan skin, long braided black hair, muscular body, tall form, and brown eyes. He was was tall as his mother too, but even still America had to look up at him from time to time.

Overall, his appearance steams of his large Indian populations, a town of his being named after the daughter of an Indian chief named Sitting Bull, and the famous 1876 Battle of Little Big Horn, also known as "Custer's Last Stand". It was where the Cheyenne and Sioux Indians defeated George A. Custer and 200 of his men in southeastern Montana.

Now, despite being a quiet man, Cheveyo was tough and strong, and was quite intense when deathly serious. Like many of his siblings, he also holds a grudge towards the other nations for placing unwanted pressure upon his mother, and didn't understand why they were allowed to become nations to begin with.

"I mean no offense Mother Gaia, but why did you allow them to become nations?" Cheveyo asked Gaia, the spirit of the earth and creator of the nations, at one point while America was present, and yes, he also can see and talk to spirits of all kinds.

Gaia was a beautiful woman with thigh-length dark green hair, eyes that mixed between green, brown, yellow, pink, and more of nature's colors, tan skin, and a dress that looked eerily like the earth. Her eyes also held so much wisdom, more wisdom than anyone could ever think to possess, and America knew the spirit woman had seen everything from wars to more needless bloodbaths. 

It goes to show you that wisdom comes with a price. Being a personification or even a spirit does have its drawbacks.

Gaia didn't answer for a moment, but her eyes took on a grim feature. Then she looked up at the mother and son. "I did not know that this would happen child; after all, you know as much as I that I cannot control the minds of everyone, and your mother knows that well."

Cheveyo was silent for a minute or two, then he bowed his head. "Forgive me Mother Gaia."

"You have not offended me child, I understand your anger." Gaia looked up at America. "I hope you can forgive me for my current and future mistakes, child of Kwanita."

Kwanita was the human name of America's mother, meaning in Zuni "God is gracious".

"I do not hold any blame towards you Mother Gaia, and I have no intentions of that starting now or in the future," said America with a sad smile. "I should be the one who's asking for your forgiveness."

Gaia stared at America for a moment, before saying, "I understand what you are up against child of Kwanita, mother of 51 souls, and I refuse to hold any grudge against you. I may never have been a mother, one that actually raised something she has created, but I can try to."

Well, trying to understand was better than saying you do understand when you really don't in reality.

Cheveyo, like the spirit of Mother Gaia, also knew of what his mother was going through, and tried making everything as easy for her as possible, as stress can lead to many problems, problems that could become worse if not solved quickly.

While staying at his home for a while, he asked her this, "Will you be alright with this Mother?"

America didn't answer right away, but when she did, she said this, "I hope so, but I don't know."

She didn't want to lie.