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Oh, you moron, Meerkat thought unkindly, wishing she could kick herself. Although her company didn't seem particularly taken aback by the question, she felt like a heel for asking it and not bothering with a proper introduction at all. She drew in a breath, then let it out slowly.

"I'm sorry, I'm being rude. My name is Meerkat," she offered, "and the reason I asked about poppies is because... I hurt my ankle somehow last night. I know poppies are good for pain. But," the yearling added hastily, "you're under absolutely no obligation to find any or anything. I wasn't thinking straight. Anyway..." Meerkat steadied herself with another breath, "What's your name?"