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Post by CIVET » on May 27, 2014 14:31:02 GMT
Strawberryyogurt sat by her den, the mixed scents of herbs and others wafting into her nose. Being a cat, it was more than twice as strong as how a twoleg may smell it as, and right now, the scent wasn't very pleasant. The tansy and catmint, however, smelled heavenly if it wasn't for the other herbs combining their scent with the nice ones.
With a sigh, she turned around, taking a moment to look at the plants. It seemed as some herbs were less than others. There were sticks, cobwebs, catmint (no wonder it wasn't a scent as strong as the usual) and honey. Of course, honey was always low. It was almost impossible to obtain, considering it being guarded by hundreds of bees, and apparently a cat can't handle one hundred wasp stings per second without fainting or flinching from the pain.
She needed help, and not just the Electricstar and Strawberryyogurt kind of help. She needed real help -- although, knowing that there weren't too many DawnClanners, it would be easy to gather everyone in one place, though that left the camp unattended. So someone had to stay. That wasn't going to be this nurse.
"HERB PATROL!"
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