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Of course, Dreamkit had gone off on her own when she wasn't supposed to and gotten herself into a weird situation. She'd trekked along until she bumped into a weird looking cat, who wore a massive feather headpiece atop his cranium. Kind of like something you'd see out of an old Cowboys and Indians movie. The stranger soon talked the tiny child into letting him braid a beaded strand with two hawk feathers attached to the end, right behind her left ear.
So here she was, pacing back into camp with her new accessory waving side to side with each step she took. She had to admit, it looked kinda cool.
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