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This is Kira in her other outfit. We don't know where she got it.
(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y263/ruby_fire/Anime%20and%20Cartoons/Trickster/racoon-dude.jpg)
Skidd was another one of our "groupies".
(http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q102/Kween_Ren/Anime%20Guys/Nekos/dog.jpg)
He was 15, the same age as me. He had short, off-white hair. And, for some reason, he always wore black. He was a dog +Anima. He said he liked to blend. Whatever.
We all headed back to camp, and when we got there, BOY was I HUNGRY! Pik looked around the site. When it looked like he couldn't find what he was looking for, he perched on a log. "Naaaaami! Nami, are you here? Namiiiiiiii!" he called. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then Nami stepped out of the river next to the site. "Uh, yeah? What is it?" she asked.
(http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o149/daynesuke/anime/fish.jpg)
Nami was 16, our "middle age". She was about my height, and had the weirdest colored hair. Her hair was a short, boy-cut pink. She was our fisher. She was a fish +Anima (no kidding) and she liked to wear this pretty flowey white sundress that she bought in Duran a year or so ago.
"Hey, can we eat now?!? I'm starving!" I asked. Nami showed us her catches, then she started a fire. I took a butter knife out of my knapsack and started to chop up some fruit I had bought earlier. And Kina passed around some bread she'd made at work.
I finished way before anyone else (I have the gift of fast eating) and I started to set up our beds. I set out a makeshift table and a board game, so we could play later.
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