The Warrior
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Last published Wed, Jun 26, 2024
"Wh-Who are you?" I asked in a shaky voice as I slowly backed away from the cat.
"Not need to freight, I'm here to help you...border patrol found you floating in the river, we thought you were dead but you were only unconscious...you had a wound on your head so Bigfur and I fixed you right up and left you here to rest up," the she explained in a soft voice. I began to relax a bit at her tone; it was soothing.
"I still don't know who you are," I mewed, less shaken.
"Oh dear me, I apologize for my rude manner...I'm Royalflower, one of the medicine cats here at ThunderClan."
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