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Keaton was walking around camp with his mangled stuffed animal. The treasure in question was, in fact, probably on its last legs. Cotton dropped from it's stomach, patches of it wet from the Wolfskin carrying it. Dropping it, he pawed at it for a moment, his eyes shining.
What? He was bored.
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