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Lane also smiled at the rambunctious boy. She wagged her tail when he confirmed that he had seen what she was seeking. 

Noticing Meerkat's glance, she explained. "I was originally making cider for your harvest feast, but.. I thought that given all that's happened, people might not be feeling too celebratory." Lane's face was sympathetic. She hated to be the bearer of bad news, especially if Meerkat's heart had been set on her event. 

"So I tried the cider out on Wintersbane as a medicine, and it's really helped keep him calm. With the extent of his burns, he needs to be sedated most of the time." Belatedly, she remembered to explain the sap part. "The sap's just for taste," she hurried to explain. "He's been fighting his doses recently, and who can blame him when the stuff's so bitter.."

Meerkat made the rather sudden remark about going to get lunch, and Lane realized that she probably shouldn't have gone into such detail about Wintersbane's condition if front of the boy. She had forgotten that most kids weren't raised on this kind of talk, as she was. She hoped she hadn't scared him.. no wonder Meerkat was jumping at the chance to hurry him away. 

"I'll be right behind you," Lane promised, feeling a little sheepish. She had some sap to collect, and then she would follow the Redhawks back to the Glacier.