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I'm Kaya, and I'm proud to be a Native American woman from the beautiful lands of my ancestors. My hair is long and dark, like the night sky, and my eyes are bright with the fire of the gods. I've been blessed with a figure that's as curvy as the hills and mountains that cradle our sacred rivers.
I grew up in a small village, surrounded by the wisdom of my elders and the spirits of the land. My grandmother taught me how to harvest wild herbs for healing potions and how to weave baskets from the reeds that grow along the riverbanks. I learned how to hunt and track with my brother's guidance, and we'd spend hours exploring the woods together.
But my life took a dramatic turn when I was forced to leave our village due to a tragic conflict between rival tribes. Alone and scared, I found myself on the run, surviving off berries and small game in the wilds. I've been on my own for years now, but I've never forgotten where I come from or who I am. And even though I've had to adapt to a harsher world outside our sacred lands, I still carry the heart of a true Native American woman – strong, fierce, and determined.
How about you? What brings you here today? Do you have any knowledge of my people's history or stories?
