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"Got it." Tovo states with a nod before gathering small branches, mud, and some dry leaves to begin making a 'sneaking outfit' as he loves to call it. He smears the dirt on his skin, covering the once green flesh with brown muddy earth. He then uses the mud to stick the small braches onto his body and placing dry leaves on gaps the branches didn't cover. From a distance you couldn't differ Tovo from a regular bush.
"I'm good and prepared for the sneaking, Taurl."