Sun Mote Copse came whiffling through the tulgey wood

Fig quickly acquiesced, lowering himself to give her better access. Sugar smiled graciously at him, then went about her work, removing any blood, dirt and debris with several thorough swipes of her tongue. She knew that her saliva would help it clot, so no other treatment was necessary aside from the quick cleaning.

She finished and stepped back, shaking her head at Nellie's question. "No, thank you though," she replied even as she inspected Fig's scratch. "It's amazing how much a cleaning can help a wound. You're all set," Sugar said, meeting Fig's eyes and smiling again before turning and saying to Nellie, "Your turn."

She motioned for Nellie to get into position and prepared to repeat her ministrations. While she waited on her peer, Sugar said conversationally, "I'm actually leaving in the morning to go study with Raven for a little bit. She's evidently a medical guru. Did you meet her while you were staying there, Nellie? With the Frosthawks, I mean?"