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Sebastian repaid the favor by wiping a smear of honey on the side of her muzzle. The puppy's tongue immediately flicked out, licking at it. The stuff was so thick and gooey that it was impossible to get it all, though. Wildfire ended up dropping her front end and wiping her snout in the grass. It hurt her neck a little to do that, though, so she quickly gave up and flopped on the ground with a quiet huff.

Now that she was down here, Wildfire felt awfully sleepy. She was a lively and energetic youngster, though something about the stress of attempted murder really put a wrench in the works. Plus, healing required lots of rest. Without at all meaning to do so, the puppy fell fast asleep right there and began to snore, the rest of the honey drying into a hard, crusty glob on her snout that would take her mother ages to clean off later. But at least her throat would feel a little better!