Firefly Glen Cut all of my hair off

Lane nodded. It was as she had thought: Keyni and the others had acted on instinct-- an instinct that Lane didn't possess herself-- and the Glen woman was unable to really explain further. Perhaps Antares would be a better person to ask, but she didn't want to seem like she was questioning the alpha. From Keyni's explanation, it seemed that he was used to being followed without argument. 

Ryn enthusiastically agreed to join Lane on rounds. She was positively glowing under Lane and Keyni's praise. Keyni left a little abruptly, which concerned Lane. She hoped she hadn't upset the Glen woman. Speaking of upset, did Ryn's tone also have a bit of an edge?

"You could come with me now, if you wanted," Lane suggested, hoping that might be the ticket to put the smile back on Ryn's face. "Wanna carry the medkit?" With Ryn close by, Lane would be able to keep an eye on her bindings and make sure she didn't chew too much do anything else that might cause them to fall apart. Pups could be hard on bandages.