Duskfire Glacier everyone hail to the pumpkin song

Lane had hoped that she could manage to quietly heal up Veteran's scars and sweep the boy's nasty "fight" under the rug without any further dramatics. However, the scars had been stubborn ones-- Makatza had a serious pair of jaws on her. Lane was aware that she couldn't keep Veteran hidden away forever, and she would have to come up with some kind of story as to what had occurred. She would need to speak to Tzila, to see if she had any opinion as to how she wanted this story presented. According to Veteran, the little princess was a cold-blooded killer, but Lane had enough self-preservation instinct to know that she didn't want to go around defaming the alpha pair's only daughter. 

For now, Lane would be vague. "An accident," she would explain quietly as stares fell upon Veteran. Her tone would indicate that she desired no further discussion on the matter-- at least not publicly. 

Lane's gaze shifted to Tatkret once Veteran busied himself with a pumpkin. "Tatkret." She smiled, her tone now considerably warmer. "You made it. And you came with gifts," she said gesturing toward the pile of pumpkins. "..unless this is your doing, Coach Meekah?" Lane turned to the Redhawk questioningly, humor tugging at the corner of her expression as she titled the young woman with Veteran's affectionate pet-name. Come to think of it, the pumpkin thing did sort of have Meerkat written all over it. 

Lane would soon find her attention drawn over her own shoulder. She gazed in the direction they had come, watching for @Wayfarer, who had fallen behind. Since Lane's return, her daughter had seemed rather cool and distant. With everything that had happened with Veteran, Lane hadn't yet gotten a free moment to address it.