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Heronstar sat outside of his den, his tail-tip flicking as he quietly surveyed the canp. sticks and stones may break my bones but words just might kill me. 18:09, December 14, 2015 (UTC)
Cindersky walked out of her den yawning. She had just woke up from a peaceful nap and needed to go get some more herbs. Mostly mint and poppy seeds.— MinkclawNever stop believing. 18:25, December 14, 2015 (UTC)
Heronstar turned his gaze over to Cindersky, watching her sort herbs and begin to stroll out of camp. "Need some help?" He asked, smiling at the Medicine Cat. "I know a thing or two about where to find herbs, but that's only if you want my help." sticks and stones may break my bones but words just might kill me. 19:13, December 14, 2015 (UTC)