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Thistletuft poked his head out of the herb store irritably. "What? Who's this?" He meowed. He wrinkled his muzzle and huffed. He twitched his nose, knocking off a marigold leaf that had been clinging to his fur.

"I'm Night, and everyone here thinks I'm about to die because I got a few scratches." Night meowed sarcastically.