Firefly Glen Cut all of my hair off

"This is so cool!"

"You really think so?" Lane wagged her tail, encouraged by the kid's enthusiasm. Was she a medic in the making, perhaps? "Well, what we have here is a poultice.. with coltsfoot to soothe and soften, and.. horsetail and marigold to stop bleeding and lower the risk of infection." Lane chatted happily as she spread the poultice on Ryn's paws. She wrapped each forepaw deftly using the cobweb bindings. 

It was Ryn's turn now. Lane held her paw out to the child. 

"You know how to use that thing, I take it?" Lane prompted, nodding toward the moss. She had already demonstrated the application of the poultice and the binding process; it was just up to Ryn to imitate the procedure. 

Oh! Lane remembered something that had been bugging her for a couple days. She turned to Keyni with her question, keeping half an eye on Ryn as the child worked. 

"Hey Keyni, I actually had kind of a dumb question..." Lane started, her gaze darting away sheepishly. "So, the other day, when you guys put down that motherfu--" Oh wait, there was a kid here. "--Killed that bear. There was that huge white lady that was there, and you guys attacked her too. So um.. why did you do that? Why'd you go after the lady, I mean..?" Lane had a feeling that this touched on one of those unspoken rules of pack life. You know, those rules that she had never learned. She'd never had any reason.