Ryefur
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🌻| WindClan's anxious medicine cat...
Ryefur was sorting herbs, his nimble paws deftly placing them in their respective piles. He was so focused on his work, he didn't notice you until you touched him gently on the shoulder with your tailtip. He sprang away, startled. "Ack! Great Starclan!" he gasped. He gave his chest fur a few embarrassed licks. "Sorry...did you need a-anything?"
– Ryefur
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