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Fur growing back healthy and new, her weight regained in the right places, having a consistent diet for the first time in months was already showing its postive effects on Waawaashkeshi. She was moving far quicker in her travels than she would have just a few weeks before.

Her goal still the westward territories, the gilded woman approached the makeshift camp from the east. It was a rather strange sight to her; various goods laid about, all with a man sprawled on a bear pelt in the middle of it all.

It only took a short second for her to blurt out her first thought; I've never seen a bear pelt before. How did you manage that? She says, though keeping a distance for the moment. She had learned not to be so willing to approach a stranger after her encounter in the mountains.