“Malchactean,” he stated.
“Never heard of it,” I declared. He laughed slightly.
“Probably not, it’s a very small Indian Tribe. The government doesn’t even know about it. We want it to stay like that or they might try to move us someplace,” he said.
“So why are you in homemade camouflage?” I asked. He looked down at it.
“I was hunting. Our tribe has used camouflage throughout our three hundred years. If you want the history you will have to ask my grandfather about it.
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