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"Hope you heard any of that," He grumbled, as the sleeping form of Larkkit stretched and yawned. Weird little kit was always so tired, no matter which herbs he gave her. "Up now, I have company. Out you get." He nosed her up, "We'll try again tonight when you return for another dose."
The blue-spotted young she-cat slipped out of the hole with a quiet word of thanks and Errol padded past the nests and down the worn footholds that spiraled down the length of the empty tree. The air down here was thick with the scent of herbs, and the floor was soft with moss and lichen. Daylight filtered down from the branches above. He sat, waiting the few moments before his leader and deputy would arrive, grumbling to himself.
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