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NINETY-THREE | THE PRONGHORN TRIBE (PART 1)

Dakota was grinning at me broadly as I scurried along the path towards the Wildflower Meadow. Her blonde hair had been loosely curled today, and hung about her shoulders before falling in coils down her back.

“Hi,” she called over to me, and I jogged across the last of the distance to her. There were a few other tribe members milling around, too, and I waved to them before coming to rest in front of Dakota.

Her bright blue eyes sized me up, and then caught on my injured face. She frowned, and gestured for me to tilt my head back.

I sighed, but resigned myself to doing as she wished.

“What did you do to it?” She asked.

“The Mountain Lion’s trial was a brawl,” I said. “I got thrown about by Ryker.”

“I’m not surprised,” Dakota said, letting my head drop forwards again. “He’s huge. Why on earth were you fighting him?”

I shrugged. “To determine my innate bravery.” It sounded ridiculous, even as I said it. “Anyway, I’m fine.”

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry, our trial is simple enough. Y
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