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Otterstone nodded at the big white tom’s small voice. Her heart almost hurt, seeing how much pain Owlflight was in and not knowing how to help him. “Alright” her voice was soft, almost motherly. She scooped the very last of their poppy seeds into her paw and held them close to Owlflight’s mouth for him to lick up. After he did so, she got him a crusty piece of moss and soaked it with water. “Drink, then try to rest. We will be back with the right herbs soon. You should be in here alone, so don’t worry.” And with that she backed off, and with a glance around the almost bare den she followed after Fawnsqueak.
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“Alright.” She meowed softly, head still held low by Dogkit. She raised her head and cleared her throat softly. “CloudKit, dear,” she had never said that before. It almost surprised her coming out of her throat.
“Could you go outside the den. Dogkit and I have to talk about something.” She thought a moment, and not wanting CloudKit to scamper away to quickly she added on. “Stick around outside, and come back in when I tell you. If you so, I might be able to get you both a sweet treat and bring it to you in the nursery.”
Her thoughts scrambled for something, landing on the certain reeds filled with sweet nectar.
She and her friends in the nursery had snuck out of camp for the sweet treat, a small pond out the backside of the nursery was surrounded in the sweet reeds. She’d have to check there.
She turned back to Dogkit, leaning back in, her voice calming and low. “Now what happened? You don’t have to be embarrassed.” It had been a pretty nasty wound, especially for a kit.