Jade Fern Grove we've got honey dripping through our veins now

mahler stared uncomprehendingly at what iana had brought, transfixed only by the scent. "yes, you are right," he muttered, swallowing. he lifted his grateful gaze to her once more. "i vill ... give this to them. tonight." 
it was time for all of them to be weaned, he suspected, but did not elaborate.
"the cat. the cuesta," he muttered in the next, attempting to put himself back together. "directly east of rivenvood. tell vintersbane and the others. it vas hurt, i think. i do not believe it vill stay around wolves."
pride in praimfaya, mingling with the mounting worry.
a blink. "you came to bring me this?" belated, belated, touched by her forethought. "i vish i had something to give in return."