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Living in the cold northlands in a dense forest, Bushy was, well, bushy.
He grew thick, curling hair that fit his head like a hair helmet and was so dense you couldn't drive a nail through it, even if you'd wanted to for some strange reason. His hair blended perfectly into his thick white beard, giving him the look of someone wearing a huge cotton ball with just his eyes, nose and forehead sticking out.
Bushy's whole family dressed in dark green and brown clothing made from the velvet dropped from the green antlers of certain kinds of Moose and Elk. It was cross stitched with soft vines which often still bore blackberry leaves and dried berries, sort of ornamental-like. Dressed like this, the elves were so camouflaged you could only see them in the forest shadows if they grinned.
When Bushy got Shinny's call to come to the North Pole he loaded all the wooden toys into his wagon (his really really big wagon pulled by a really really big horse) and headed off to the land of ice and snow. After 5 months, Bushy showed up on the very spot where the new Village was being built at the North Pole. He'd never seen so many kinds of elves before. And there was this one guy in a red suit who had a big white bushy beard, just like Bushy's. You know who.
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