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    She rubbed tiredly at her emerald eyes, having been occupied in the harvesting of plants all day. Witchcraft really was hard work. "A wreath of amaranths is said to render the wearer invisible, or rather less noticeable. A flower crown speeds healing..."


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    The murmur coming from the pup is what caught Red's attention. The petite brown tabby had been looking for something interesting to do for a while now. Even though she did like the atmosphere of the kingdom, one of the drawbacks, she supposed, of being in a group with fewer members meant less exciting things going on. So, when she spotted the pup, she was quick to pad over to her.


    "Hello!" she chirped brightly, eyeing the herbs set out in front of Monarchpup. She had never been very into them, much preferring to stay focused on her own hunting and fighting training when she was younger. "What are you doing?" Red questioned, turning her gaze back to the pup. She blinked, swearing that she had forgotten something. "Oh! I'm Red, by the way."
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