They are only slightly civilized. They revel in tearing their meat from the bone with their teeth. If they had a boat, they would sail it to distant lands in search of discovery. (One hopes that upon arrival they would show more courtesy than their ancestors.) They are immune to freezing temperatures. As brothers, they are quick to argue, but they always stand together in battle.
They are Mama's little barbarians. They are ready for marauding and mayhem.
And a much smaller hat - with the addition of a pair of braids - is ready for a friend's sweet little baby. I doubt she is a barbarian, but I figure this is the hat she wears when she's really belting it out.
[Finally, pattern found here.]