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Originally Posted by Shadow & Wind
"Can you help me?" Gasped Thrush. He had a fever, an infected leg wound that was bleeding and had pus, and was starved to near death. "I need food." He whimpered. "Since the fox bit my leg, i scare off all the prey with my limping stomp!". He cried, then colapsed into a heap of unconisius fur.
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"Ray, do you know anything about herbs?" he was staring in confusion at the cat. @
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