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The minute I walked into the medicine cat den, a flurry of light brown fur rushed me into a moss nest. Owlsight rushed to inspect my injured foot gingerly, put a slight pressure on it, making me wince. "Good, it's just sprained. You should be fine in a few sunrises." Owlsight concluded with a relief filled smile. I felt a smile subconsciously form on my face as well.

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