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_{[Mock panic flies across Heather's face.]}

... Shit! I don't blend in!

Hair, why are you failing me?!

_{[She turns in circles, flapping her hands anxiously, before dashing over to the trunk of the tree and pressing herself against the darkest patch of bark she can find.]}

I don't wanna be carried off!

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